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Before tonight, Al-Haitham would walk into each of these models and feel his heel hit the floor like a fork cracking through the crust of a knafeh. Each home finished represented the start of something new, was the catalyst for something beautiful. The lack of life inside would thrill him, because it meant that new life would fill it sometime soon.
There is no lack of life in this one. It’s empty, yes — bitterly so — but Al-Haitham drags his gaze down the hall to the second bedroom and knows that he will never be alone here.
Not really.
"food as a metaphor for love" except it's about a house and the metaphor is for loneliness, so not really the same thing
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21 Aug 2024