Budayeen Nights
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by George Alec Effinger
Timgadi laid a hand on his friend’s arm. “Quiet,” he said, “the imam is making his entrance.”
Table of Contents
FOREWORD - Barbara Hambly
SCHRÖDINGER'S KITTEN
Marîd CHANGES HIS MIND
SLOW, SLOW BURN
Marîd AND THE TRAIL OF BLOOD
KING OF THE CYBER RIFLES
Marîd THROWS A PARTY
THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT
THE CITY ON THE SAND
THE PLASTIC PASHA