Forget money, Sayed Kashua finds the real currency
It was thanks to a call from an unidentified number that the writer began a week-long pepper-eating marathon.
I was washing a red pepper when the cell phone rang in my pants pocket. Phone calls always stress me out, especially when the kids are in school. I turned off the tap in the kitchen sink quickly and looked for something to dry my hands with. Nothing in sight. It’s always the same: There’s never a towel around when you need to dry your hands, just like there’s never a pen around when you...
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