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Archive for November 9th, 2005

As some of you may know I spent the weekend at my friend Mohammad’s place in London. No it is not a madrassa for recruiting people willing to scream Allahu akbar and blowing themselves up as the name might suggest, but a flat.
You see I was never allowed to sleepover at friends places when I [...]

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