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27 Knowing the Food on the Table The man who can kill calls you his joo-joo, kisses your forehead and tucks you in each night. Great Aunt garlic-and-saffron rubs the venison your father hunted with the rifle hanging on the wall, stuffs it with raisins, rice, and toasted almonds . . . But when your mother has the yard ducks killed, ducks you chased with palms outstretched, no hunger can lure you to the table to eat them stewed in crushed walnuts, sugar and pomegranate sauce. ...

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