Thursday, January 04, 2018

Thursday, January 04, 2018
The memory of the woman in the niqab will always haunt her. Five years on, Naomi Oni can never forget the image of that figure swathed in black, her unflinching gaze and then the sudden, searing shock of the acid as it hit her face. ‘I’d felt a presence,’ Naomi recalls. ‘I remember seeing a woman’s cold eyes piercing into mine. The rest of her face was obscured by her veil. I didn’t via IFTTT

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