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Part Two: A Doll, a Harem, a Eunuch and a Slap

the story continues…. Kiki, my younger sister, and I had politely greeted the eunuch whose hand was soft and moist. Still looking slightly piqued he ushered my mother and us two girls to a corner of the room where we … Continue reading

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A Doll, a Harem, a Eunuch and a Slap

To me my mother’s house is an Aladdin’s cave where the memories of my entire life can be relived through the vast collection of beautiful objects that both she and my father have accumulated during their many years abroad. An … Continue reading

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