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"It is repeated almost exactly... Three masked and armed men kidnap me from Fayoum Street in Dar es Salaam... They put me in a car... They cover my eyes with a dark cloth blindfold with a disgusting smell... The car takes us into a vast desert... He pokes me." One of them was with the butt of his gun all the way... They cursed me... Each of them repeated... You killed your uncle with a cheap lie, and you will receive the punishment of liars and traitors..." *** When things depart from their innate nature and nature, there are no more laws governing human behavior. According to the requirements of being human, we betray those we love most, break our vows with those we hate most, sacrifice what is dearest to us for the sake of the meanest of those we know, abandon our dream of meeting them; In pursuit of those whose visions we once hated.. This is a novel of contradictions in all its depth and intensity.. In it live confusion and certainty.. decision and choice.. This is the wonderful symbolism in which the author placed us when he drew the court for us; That is, life, presenting us with one color of it...and leaving us to compare it with the color that he did not mention.