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Ali saleh · Fiction · October 2026
Five of them. Cloths over their faces. Only the eyes showing.A hand caught my collar before I saw the fist coming.Then fists. Asphalt. My own breath, ragged and strange in my ears. A kick to my ribs. A knee driven into my spine. A word above me I couldn’t hold onto.A hand closed around my neck and shoved, once, hard.The ground came up to meet my face.•Abdullah leaned across the aisle and knocked my knee.“Fares.”“What.”“My boots are finished. Look.”He lifted his foot. The sole had split from the upper, flapping loose like an open mouth. I looked at my own shoes. The leather had cracked across the toe, held together by a lace I’d threaded through a hole that wasn’t meant for lacing.“So?”
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