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29 September 2008. Wheeling gulls, by the dozen, arcs and whorls, Javed's world. A scatter of bread, or dried cake--pulse and dal--pullao, biryani, naan... Cast by hand on on asphalt lot. Each one a being, each one a name...
This day beginning, this year, this world...
Rosh Hashanah...
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