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    After that day, he began to rise for Dhuhr. He’d force himself to sleep, and then rise for Asr. Maghrib. Isha. Muscle memory. Warm but unfamiliar. Like the blood of the strong jawed man that was now pumping through his body. Impulses to clean. Even the untouchable washed up before prayer. Five minutes before Fajr, whispering bismallah to himself in bed, Louis responding that he didn’t know he was Muslim, and he wasn’t, but he’d rub circles into his hands three times before the masses turned to Mecca, like an insatiable tic buried now in his blood. It might have always been buried, actually, and had just experienced unearthing.

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    Armand rediscovering Islam in the 70's and the odyssey of memories that accompany it.

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    22 Dec 2024

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    He couldn’t let it happen. No matter what, he was not going to let that man lay a fucking finger on Armand ever again.

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    06 Nov 2024

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