...a deathly serenade...

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sometimes just a simple disliking of Pork even.
Allah and Mohammed was one thing, but why the
constant degradation of the Pig? What did the Pig
ever do to really deserve such treatment? I
considered, perched on the bed. Plenty of
Muslim’s drank, used drugs, but the mere mention
of pork would leave the same sinners up in arms.
But this fixation of togetherness, as opposed to the
singularity of religion being an exclusive personal
entity, caused Ahmed to start living with G and to
his attendance of a contentious prayer group. This
prayer group had a problem: it had been
rumoured that an Imam had a secret affinity for
Pork bought from Rabat, as it was still difficult to
get Pork in Tangiers. G did not take too kindly to
the knowledge of this, especially since this same
Imam had taken it upon himself to call out G on a
few issues relating to this so called ‘prayer
group’—which had been formed in 2001 by G and
an Algerian called Mustapha—with alleged
extremist undercurrents. Though Lucia failed to
explain much about this, what she did say was that
G had quite a reputation around the Mosque,
primarily based around two incidents. The first
involved four other men and the second involved a
Lebanese woman. Regardless of whether either of
these incidents were formless or not, the situation
came to a head one day when G and the Imam,
suspected of loving pork, had an argument in the
Mosque. The day after this, the Imams house was
vandalized. I then assumed that Ahmed had done
this as some sort of initiation, if I remember she
used the word initiation herself. So from this
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