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This is a book that I found by accident while curating a selection of Muslim writers, which plays into the central tenet of the novel: "Muslim" is used as a monolith, a label that erases nuance. The narrator explores her childhood as an immigrant in France, losing then finding her childhood Berber language, ruminating on the development of Islam, and contemplating the bleakness of an unnamed camp where the narrator...
The original French edition was published in 2005, so several later references in the book are very directly pointing to the US military in Afghanistan and Iraq at that time. I wonder how the book would be similar or different had Rahmani written the book in 2015. 5y