Rihanna walked up to the sidewalk café just after sunrise. Across the way, she spotted Azad, quietly reading a newspaper. On the table before him sat a traditional Kurdish breakfast of yogurt, bread, bananas, eggs, cheese, and tea. She smiled. This wasn’t just a meeting after all. They would be having breakfast together. Feeling unexp…
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