The following is a documentation of correspondence between myself and my good friend Iqbal, who is currently out of the country. To begin at the beginning is advisable, but unnecessary, as the nature of our conversation is, by all accounts, deeply universal and fundamentally relatable.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Dearest Iqbal-

I hope you passed a pleasant Thanksgiving in Tanzania/Zanzibar. It must be strange recognizing that a holiday is passing but not living in a nation where it is celebrated. You must by hyperaware of the rituals and traditions going on far away; rituals and traditions which culturally you should be a part of. Instead you are apart. As you sit down to dinner in Zanzibar, and the people around you act as if it's an ordinary day (which of course it is), can you imagine what they should be doing? What they might give thanks for?

Robert de Saint-Loup

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