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“Keep it,” he said softly. “And take this.” He handed Youssef a small pouch of coins — enough for medicine and food.
“Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim…”
“What do you have there, child?”
Desperate, Youssef went to the market. He had nothing to sell except… the small cassette player. He stood by a stall, clutching it to his chest. An old merchant with a kind face noticed him. thmyl-alqran-alkrym-bswt-abd-albast-abd-alsmd-bhjm-sghyr
“Keep it,” he said softly. “And take this.” He handed Youssef a small pouch of coins — enough for medicine and food.
“Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim…”
“What do you have there, child?”
Desperate, Youssef went to the market. He had nothing to sell except… the small cassette player. He stood by a stall, clutching it to his chest. An old merchant with a kind face noticed him.
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