New Somalia Wherever she walks that is Mogadishu. Her ruby-colored veil cascades to her knees. Her posture is not left to nature’s vices like these impressionable sidewalk-tamed and -framed trees. The crosswalk blushes beneath her feet for she weaves a red carpet out of its common, striped concrete and, as she glides past, cars stand at attention on the street, giving…

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