Mohammed ibn Said looked out from a window on the Berlaymont. It has been done, he thought as he was surveying the cityscape. The dream of my ancestors realized. There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"We are ready, Grand Ayatollah."
"Good. You are dismissed."
Mohammed looked out again. Time to bring down the Great Satan.
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