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At Grandmother Hissa’s House
Arts & Design2024
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“The nightingale is heard amidst the fields, singing out melodies In the space that the hills breathe a breeze of sweet basil. Don't fear, my girl, For the stars can hold their tongue And the fog of night in that vineyard can cover the secrets.” — Jubran Khalil Jubran
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