In Limbo Between Two Homelands
[João Novais Moliua walks briskly up the street toward Lisbon’s Central Mosque. It is December 26. The city is returning to its usual pace, still tipsy with the Christmas spirit. The streets remain calm. Sidewalk cafés are nearly full, yet the streets feel deserted. It is almost four in the afternoon. The call to prayer has already sounded. Reaching the door, João doesn’t hesitate; he goes straight in. This is the place he goes to every day. The only place where he feels at ease. Where he finds the peace that was stolen from him 56 years ago.]