by Sima Goel, The Jerusalem Post, Israel – I was barely 18 when I found myself sitting in the airport in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, petrified that despite my false Turkish papers I would be discovered and returned to Iran to face execution. My forged Turkish passport had brought me to the airport in Saudi Arabia, but I spoke not a word of Turkish. I sat in the huge terminal in Riyadh, hungry, thirsty and terrified.
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