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Excerpt from Never Again

When the racetrack closed forever I had to get a job. Want ads made wonderlands, founding systems barely imagined.

The Belly Dance

A moukere or a fatma or a mousmee was moving her belly, it was a belly dance.

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The Brooklyn Rail

JUL-AUG 2004

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