Stories are a communal currency of humanity. — Tahir Shah, In Arabian Nights: A Caravan of Moroccan Dreams
Stories are a communal currency of humanity. — Tahir Shah, In Arabian Nights: A Caravan of Moroccan Dreams
Stories are a communal currency of humanity. — Tahir Shah, In Arabian Nights: A Caravan of Moroccan Dreams
Stories are a communal currency of humanity. — Tahir Shah, In Arabian Nights: A Caravan of Moroccan Dreams
Stories are a communal currency of humanity. — Tahir Shah, In Arabian Nights: A Caravan of Moroccan Dreams
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Stories are a communal currency of humanity.

— Tahir Shah, In Arabian Nights: A Caravan of Moroccan Dreams
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