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my novel: Prairie Songs (chapter - 11)

Prairie Songs
my novel
Chapter 11

New York's sunny today, but for him it still all looks bleak. Car he was driving very slowly like a creep. As he glanced to the left to the Ground Zerro he quickly looked away, trying to shake the feeling horrified when the twin towers fell.

Like hell, the car he was driving across Church Street with a very fast, trying to escape from the shadows. A moment later he swerved to the right, entering the dense Warren Street.

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Friction of tires on asphalt-wrenching noise as John suddenly foot down the brakes.

Shit!
“Aishaaa…!” One man screamed. He threw away the clothes he was holding and ran toward the street. With great fear hugged tightly and kissed a little girl who was still standing stiffly in front of John's car.

The drivers stuck their head find out what happened. With a nod to John, the man was immediately brought to the little girl was carrying at his wife who stood waiting with a face as white as cotton.
Angrily John opened the door, got out of his car. When the door slammed her gaze hit a rubber ball stuck to the front wheel of his car. He picked up the ball and then with the remnants of his anger he crossed to the right side of the road.

has just opened his mouth to explode, melt the tears in the girl face stopped him.
"Next time be careful to keep your daughter". John gave a rubber ball in his hand to the bearded man in front of him.
"Yes, sir. Thank you! ", The man nodded, feeling so guilty.

John turned back into his car, glanced at the young woman dressed completely closed and the little girl who is now in her arms. The little girl was sobbing as she hugged her mother tightly.
For a moment John drive eyes to the top of the building, to a large white text.
MASJID MANHATTAN

Masjid? Ahh… Moslem again!

John runs back his car, leaving a husband and wife who continue to soothe her with a foreign language, Malay.
Entering Broadway John remembered with some attacks against the community and the symbols of Islam in America and Erofa post-twin towers collapse. One thing that to this day he still can not understand, some surveys show that the number of new adherents of that religion would continue to increase significantly.

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