ABSTRACT
Wehadstayedupallnight,myfriendsandI,underhangingmosque lampswithdomesoffiligreedbrass,domesstarredlikeourspirits,shininglikethemwiththeprisonedradianceofelectrichearts.Forhours wehadtrampledouratavisticennuiintorichorientalrugs,arguingup tothelastconfinesoflogicandblackeningmanyreamsofpaperwith ourfrenziedscribbling.
