I Miss Being Called Mister

So many Iraqis called me Mister.

Some thanked me, Sir.

Lady was used as a polite title of address in my favorite hajji shop. Yes, Lady, thank you, I have this one in blue colors for you.

There’s something enduringly charming in language mishaps that are repeated so often they become the private, intimate vocabulary of time and place.

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