The predawn prayer wasn’t until 5 a.m., but the mosque made it their business to start harassing believers well beforehand. It was enough to turn you into an infidel. Khan Gul Mamu and Pummy Mamu snored through it, having been thoroughly conditioned all through childhood to zone it out, as it seemed had much of the neighborhood. How they kept from murdering the roaming devotee, I’ll never know.
