وزارد او دا وستساد
VIZITOR TO THE VESTSIDE
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American blog of Iranian dissent

Bikhooneh for the Holidays

The time between Thanksgiving and January 1st growing up was usually a cozy time of the year. My birthday also falls in the beginning of December, so I nestle in nicely with the cold temps and warm up with intimate moments with family and friends.

In recent years those family and friends have dwindled as my bank account did. Then again, I never really had many to begin with. But after my father left my hometown at the beginning of this century I knew that it would be a long time 'til I would re-establish the feeling of having a home.

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