3arab Down Under.
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Do you drink your tea to the sound of animated yelling, exaggerated stories, simmering political debates, and your three hundred relatives running around? Are you interested in controversial topics surrounding the interaction between the West and Islam? Do you like debates? Do you like putting your opinion out there?
Well then this book is for you.
Follow me as I introduce you to the riveting world of an Arab girl living in Australia with all the issues of conformity, stereotypes and Islamophobia that are strung along.
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