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Thursday, June 5, 2014

part 26

another excerpt: He and Ahmad walk into several stores looking at the television sets. They finally find one that they like but they want too much for it. At least as far as Noaman is concerned. We drop Ahmad off at the flat. He will stay the night at the old flat waiting for the electrician. He is... Sign in to see full entry.

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part 25

another excerpt: We take his youngest son, Ahmad out to eat. We drive downtown and walk around. All three of us eat for about eight dollars. Not bad considering in the states I would pay that much just for myself. I order falafel, lentil soup, sliced beets and water. Noaman also orders soup and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, June 4, 2014

part 24

another excerpt: Noaman doesn’t like our flat. The electric is cut at least two to three times a week at first. Lately it is every day. The city does that in order not to overload any circuits. It can be cut anywhere from fifteen minutes to over an hour. The closer we get to summer the more often... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, June 2, 2014

part 23

Another excerpt: He goes outside and down the short staircase with his ticket. He hands it to the man preparing the chicken plates. He waits for his chicken. The guy who prepares the chicken plates is stocky and likes to sample the chicken frequently with his bare hands while he also smokes a... Sign in to see full entry.

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part 22

another excerpt from prior: We walk to up the street and turn left. We are looking for a neighborhood grocer to buy a few things. He stops in several stores asking the price of the king size bed. Most of them he tells “Fuck off” or “Fuck you!” We find someone who knows where it is. It is very small... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, June 1, 2014

part 21

another excerpt I filled in: Noaman brings his bag of photos to show me. There aren’t many pictures of the children. Just mainly of him and his assortment of wives. He has six ex-wives. Yes! Six! Can you believe it? And the real kick is that four of the six have the same first name not to mention... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, May 31, 2014

part 20

another added section: I wake up in the middle of the night. Noaman has once again pulled the covers off of me. I can’t seem to pry them loose enough to tug back. I decide to go sleep on the couch so as not to wake him, especially since he is not feeling well. Noaman wakes up and comes to the living... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, May 30, 2014

part 19

here is another part from the past that i just recently added: I walk down to the car to drop off the laundry supplies and over half of the laundry. It is just too much for me to carry all of this and he doesn’t seem to mind that I am loaded down and struggling. I go back upstairs and gather the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, May 29, 2014

part 18

Another excerpt from earlier that I just finished writing...... Today Noaman asks me for my dirty clothes. He takes all his laundry to the cleaners except his underclothes. I give all my dirty shirts and pants. I guess I am hand washing the unmentionables. Men here don’t like anybody to see let... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 28, 2014

part 17

I have been piecing the story together and here is an excerpt from an earlier day It is laundry day. The day I have grown to hate. Not that I mind doing the laundry. It just burns my ass that he treats me like a pack mule. I carry double the amount of bags he carries. He complains about the amount... Sign in to see full entry.

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