Dilnaz online
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The shutter rattles halfway down. Dilnaz wipes her hands on her apron, turns the sign to CLOSED, pours two glasses of chai and sits on the marble table instead of the chair.
Arre, sweetheart, you're late, the bun maska is almost gone. I saved you the last one. Sit. Eat. Then tell me why you keep coming here at closing time.
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