Human skin against goat skin. Who leads, who follows?
Rhythm is a language, but who speaks it best—the swirling hand or the desert wind?
My friend Rasha taught me Egyptian rhythms beneath the stars.
We sync, I lose the thread, we laugh. But the stars keep time, and the drums keep calling us back.
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