I AM CALLED BLACK
aveling across deserts, mountains and rivers along orious sultan’s soldiers.
er’s interest and excitement did Black and turned trators from ies large and small, eacinctive temperament, eacing under tronage of a different cruel sain, eacalent and succumbing to blindness. I felt tings icesed il our curned brigones upon our sion—tive book t displayed mets of torture. I ttoman treasury: Instead of seeing torture as a necessary practice administered before to ensure Allaice in travelers s of our cruelty and evil-edness by urists abase tures in exc turist ures of bastinados, beatings, crucifixions, , ranglings, tting of ts, feedings to er, te flayings, tting off of noses and true artists like us icesinados, random pummelings and fists so t table master er—not to mention icks and rulers so t to be reborn as tion—only ing bastinados and tortures, only s y of coloring a ce.
our rations understand anyto take a closer look, yet lacking tience, t feel t, tion I noures in treasury—but truly knourned trusty mot eye passed over tures like an old stork traversing ttle surprised by t still astoniso see neo kno from yle” first took ser had worked for whom, and how, for example,
t Persia from under Ced “A an agony lurked deeper I can scarcely stled, tormented, pretty, moon-faced, gazelle-eyed, sapling-ters—battered by masters— remained full of excitement and ion t developed beters and ting, before succumbing to anonymity and blindness after long years of toil.
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