The more that I see it in this city of mine, this city of smudged windows and crumpled paper dreams, the more I feel it. If Philadelphia has taught me anything it's that everything solid I thought I knew of myself before is completely malleable. I've onion-layers that I haven't even come close to peeling; I view the world behind the translucent
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I asked one of them once why the women were covered up. He told me it was out of respect for the women. So that men didn't look at them and have thoughts about the women that they shouldn't have.
Then I asked why the men didn't just put a little more effort into self-control. He didn't have a response to that.
We talked about other things, too...like why a woman isn't allowed to drive. He said women "didn't have to" drive. That out of respect, someone (man) would take them where they needed to go.
Crappy idea of respect, if you ask me.
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ps, hi jewel! the desert misses you.
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I will find myself breezing through a day and then suddenly it is like giant black holes are floating around you. It's as if their garments are not just covering them but trying to make them not exist at all.
I try not to let it disturb me, but it is difficult.
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