Chapter 1
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I dreamed that a young woman with a Burqa and a child in her hand was committing prostitution at night. Towards the end of the morning, when she had finished her work, she would return home and store the parts of his body with which she had sinned, like celery stalks, and leave them. And now a warehouse was full of sinful and seductive hands and feet ... Photo by kaveh golestan
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