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I wore a burqa in Molenbeek. Here’s what happened.

 

I was told to cover up while Molenbeek, Belgium so I purchased traditional modest Islamic garb.

In wearing this Islamic garb, I am most struck by how my mood, and the world’s perception of me, immediately changes.

And it’s not for the better…

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