"Poles apart, I am the color of dying. You, the color of being born. Until we breathe each other in, there can be no Garden." - Rumi
Last year, I wrote
an essay calling for increased transparency following the death of Neda Agha-Soltan. I discovered
a recent article by Carl Herman that raises extreme skepticism (which I appreciate) about the
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