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The Sirens of Baghdad

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Yasmina Khadra
Yasmina Khadra

Yasmina Khadra is a prominent Moroccan author of French descent, known for her works that delve into themes of identity, politics, and social issues. Born on January 10, 1955, she has garnered international acclaim for her compelling storytelling and nuanced character portrayals. more

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