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Another force swept through the streets... In September, military rule began. A country in a state of emergency, and so are its people. Outside they roamed the streets in droves, body to body, in the aliveness of the other they forgot their fear of death, their faces resembled each other in their selflessness. There was hardly a self anymore. There was only the revolution...

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fixpoetry.com:

In her impressive debut novel "Shadows in Teheran" (Sujet Verlag, Bremen 2014), the Cologne author Mitra Gaaast traces the craters that politics and war leave in the lives of ordinary people in a quiet but strong voice. [...] Banu is a character you can't forget. Bit by bit it comes alive before the eyes of the reader; Mitra Gaaast tells her deeply sad and tragic story with translucent lightness and a wealth of detail that activates all the senses in a deeply poetic language rich in metaphors. Last but not least, “Shadows in Tehran” is an oppressive plea against radicalism and war – and for life. (...) more