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- The women pointedly ignore you. Don’t take it personally: their husbands may be somewhere in the room.
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- WOMAN IN WHITE: “You know, this case would be perfectly straightforward if only the Law allowed daughters to inherit on an equal basis with sons.”
- WOMAN IN GREY: “Yes, but then we’d be obliged to support our families on an equal basis with our brothers.”
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- WOMAN IN WHITE: “With MY brother? Huh. He spends his days in the coffee house, and his wife’s chickpea stall is their main source of income.”
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- WOMAN IN GREY: “Yes, and SHE spends it all on her good-looking ‘cousins’.”
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- VEILED WOMAN: “Not so loud! Do you want everyone to hear about your family’s troubles?”
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- VEILED WOMAN: “Please, Aziza, Jameela. Don’t air your private troubles before strangers.”
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- WOMAN IN GREY: “Oh, why not? Why, even the Sultan’s daughter—”
- WOMAN IN WHITE: “Shh! I think my husband’s looking at us!”
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- VEILED WOMAN: “Thank you, my dear, but you’d do better to keep that concealed.”
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- The women retreat a little in dismay. Better keep a low profile.
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