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I’m losing the point but keeping the plot. (opens the original)
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I was asked to contribute exactly 100 words of memory to a book about Cairo this week.100 words is barely the outline of a thought in my mind which relentlessly serves them up at a rate of a million a minute. Sometimes this is much to my detriment, dramatically increasing the probability of the wrong words slipping through the cracks in my psyche and making a mess all over the floor.100 words is barely the exhale in a whisper. But the request came from the woman whose Cairene bookstore has time
I Wanted a Bigger Life and a Smaller Body (opens the original)
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From the ages of 13 to 33, I spent many a waking hour fantasizing about culling my curves.In pursuit of less when, in every other aspect of my life, I was always famished for more. More As, more accolades, more applause, less ass.I wanted a bigger life but a smaller body. Every long list of New Year’s resolutions began with becoming and ended with losing at least five kilos.There was a time in my life when I could mental-maths my way around the calorie count of any menu while simultaneously calc
A Good Girl’s Guide to Sex & Self-Sabotage (opens the original)
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“I never fall apart, because I never fall together.” — Andy WarholI was never one of those girls who bartered my body for validity or security. I made mistakes, but they were always of the mind. Sophisticated, complicated, convoluted fuck-ups worthy of a smart girl whose head would sooner be turned (on) by a turn of phrase than the touch of a hand.But these days I am pulsating with a visceral proclivity to be known physically. Superficially. To be wanted skin-deep.I am in Soma Bay for work. Befo
WTF IS A MUM?! (opens the original)
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Somewhere in the suburbs of Jeddah there is a house that tastes of cinnamon cloves and vanilla all year round, a heady mix of sweet-smelling things lovingly picked, peeled, pruned and placed in a pretty little pot, left to simmer on a stove all day so that the scent of love, longing and loveliness seeps into the textured memories of childhood. Home sweet home.The house is filled with expensive art and chic things collected from far away places, each piece purchased with a story to be told at a d
She Was on Her Knees. He Was on His Phone. (opens the original)
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“All the sleeping women are now awake and moving” Yosano Akiko It is not even that early but on this stretch of coastline where sunrise punctures the partying, there are only three of us at this gym that opens out onto the sea.Myself. An older woman and her trainer.I too am an older woman now I think to myself as I run my hand over the sun-dappled rack of free weights, looking for the heaviest harbinger of eternal youth that I can lift.She is maybe in her late 50s or early 60s.Her trainer young,
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