Ten days before, after ten hours long-flight, I arrived in Iran, a strange and mysterious country. At the moment when I stepped on the land of Teheran, what I saw were wild desert and glaring sunlight. The kind man who picked us up is a manager of the cooperative company. After short greetings, we were on a car drivng fastly on the road in the center of Teheran, through glass window, gazing at the grey and boring scenery, I was wondering, who was this nation, what kind of blood is ever flowing in the soul of the nation.

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