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When hardship is the only things these teens are facing the only way around it is together.
When Mani (pronounced mahnee) is the only hijabi in school it comes with a lot of criticism.
When Yaquubs haunting past starts to revisit he can no longer run away.
Come along with these two characters as they fight their way through rough patches using eachother as their safe havens.
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