Canadian Values

by Tayyab Rashid The Sunday morning roads of Toronto were empty and eerily salient. I felt an uncomfortable calm as I approached Ahmed’s apartment. I was also excited, despite red tape, a friend of mine was able to secure this gently used iMac for Ahmed, a Syrian refugee who recently arrived with his wife and young son. I called Ahmed. Minutes later, Ahmed appeared. He greeted me with a hug and mid-air kiss on my both cheeks…I found it bit unusual; Ahmed is not a hugger. I should have, but ...
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