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"Sad stories make good books," she said.
"Zendagi migzara," he said. Life goes on.
That was the thing with Hassan. He was so goddamn pure, you always felt like a phony around him.
The are a lot of children in Afghanistan, but little childhood.
The loss was hard on Hassan-it always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place.
I watched Hassan get raped, I said to no one
He stopped, turned. He cupped his hands around his mouth. ''For you a thousand times over!'' he said. Then he smiled his Hassan smile and disappeared around the corner.
"For you, a thousand times over."