I want a God that makes me twirl.' I jumped off the couch. Furthermore, I untucked and unbuttoned my shirt so it would flow like a robe. 'Like this. I can do this for God.' I held my hands out. Furthermore, I twirled and twirled and twirled. 'Look,' I said. 'Look.
— Rabih Alameddine
The Hakawati
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