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I open my eyes and let my sight adjust to the dark. Yusuf’s mother continues to snore as the room shifts into focus; a guttural rhythm escaping from beyond the Suie Paparude poster on the adjacent wall. Elisabeta is such a quiet woman during the day that in sleep she seems possessed. I tuck my arm beneath my neck and listen for a while. I find the snores comforting and feel my eyelids begin to flicker.

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