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Faïza GuèneMEN DON’T CRY (novel excerpt)
“What makes you say that? You don’t think
we love you?”
Dounia rolled her eyes and shrugged. Then,
she took a swig of lemonade straight from
the bottle, which my mother hated more than
anything else.
“And what about the glasses in the kitchen,
are they just for decoration?”
“It’s all right, okay, I haven’t got Aids.”
“Tffffou!”