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and then our exile

Monday, August 23, 2004 at 12:33 p.m.

And as he journeyed, he came near Damascus (Acts 9:3)

Leaving in two hours. Salutatatory goodness!

Also, Br. Abu Anas tells of that an address i could use is

>Basit Kareem Iqbal
>Poste Restraunte
>Damascus, Syria

...as in, a central post office type thing where i go and present ID and pay 10 lira and get the letter. But, if you're sending anything, put my name in blaring letters across the back or something, so there's no doubt that it is indeed MyOwnScintillatingSelf which needs to be on the other end--as such: BASIT KAREEM IQBAL.

Yes, so. There you have it, people. Think of me sometimes.

and then our exile

Monday, August 23, 2004 at 12:33 p.m.

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