first photograph. The prison and its walls and its cats all vanished, everything vanished except my love for Khaled and my joy at his arrival. I slept content. On his third day, Khaled visited me. It was a surprise. I assumed the doctor wouldn’t let him visit for at least a week. Khaled was with me for half an hour. I held him in my arms for ten minutes. My God! How come he’s so beautiful? Love at first touch! In half an hour he gave me joy enough to fill the prison for a week. In half an hour I gave him love I hoped would surround him for a week. In half an hour I changed and the universe
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