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“The Shah’s father took everything we owned. I lived in poverty.”
“I am the light of the aryans. I will make this country the most modern of all time. Our people will regain their splendor.”
Since the dawn of time, dynasties have succeeded each other but the kings always kept their promises. The Shah kept none.
All the country’s money went into ridiculous celebrations, frivolities, all to impress the head of state; the population couldn’t have cared less.
My father had gone to take some photos of the demonstration. It was strictly forbidden. He had been arrested once but escaped last minute.
“PLEASE! STOP IT! STOP IT! My husband died of cancer…”
The old woman was the widow of the victim that the crowd was calling a martyr.
I realised then, that I didn’t understand anything. I read all the books I could.
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