I went to the usual office at the end of the passage.

Something of a cyber-Muslim quarter now exists in the city, a place where local Muslims can log on to catch up on news about upcoming community celebrations, births, and weddings.

Yes, laugh, as I want to laugh for instance in the concert hall when the orchestra trundles to a stop and the virtuoso at his piano, hunched like a demented vet before the bared teeth of this enormous black beast of sound, lifts up deliquescent hands and prepares to plunge into the cadenza.

the intersection of two sets