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Gua sha face massage while coffee grows to a boil on the cezve. Cezve. I have no idea how to pronounce that word. We call it a kanaka and the Greeks call it a briki. Both of those words are much cuter but the whole point of language is communication and you’ll probably recognize cezve before kanaka or briki. I don’t know if that’s true. It feels true. What I do know is that it takes four minutes for the coffee to boil in my new kitchen and I only need a minute and a half to massage my face with my gua sha. I’ve met more Persians in three weeks in Toronto than I did in nearly two decades in the Gulf. My Persian friend, who I met through an app back in London, sees no point in my learning Farsi but I think it could be cute or funny. I met some of those Toronto-based Persians in an ESL meet-up. I was there because my Italian flatmate invited me. He knew everybody in the church, dabbing up and shaking hands and pointing at me like this is my new roommate, she’s great. Perfect, he went as…

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