Walking through the streets of Tunisia no one looked at me weird, like a tourist or like I didn’t belong. Instead, I looked just like them. I was from here, after all. I am Tunisian. Well, that confidence in belonging soon wavered.
Walking through the streets of Tunisia no one looked at me weird, like a tourist or like I didn’t belong. Instead, I looked just like them. I was from here, after all. I am Tunisian. Well, that confidence in belonging soon wavered.
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