By Sophia Khan I sat within a crowd of women; hundreds of women all dressed in black chadors, a long black gown that covers everything but feet, face, and hands in an outdoor space covered with white sheets. “Where are you from?” the woman beside…
Reflection: Iran Through the Eyes of an American Tourist
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