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There's a mob on Istiklal that rivals anything seen for the elections. The police are out in force, busloads of them are waiting in the side streets. The air is heavy, people are yelling. Any minute now, something big's gonna happen.
Yes, the rumors are true: Cristiano Ronaldo is about to arrive, just a away from my apartment. Soccer/football fans, be jealous. Ladies, prepare to swoon.
But, unlike those hundreds (thousands?) of people out there, I won't be sticking around. Tonight, I have better things to do. I've just been invited to a circumcision party. Yes, circumcision party. A party to celebrate some little kid shedding a bit of his manhood in order to be a man. I don't think I'll watch the actual rite, but am I excited? You bet. Anything's a good excuse for a party, and it sure beats standing for hours just to see a man who's famous for kicking balls.
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