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| | The Rebel Cleric (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-11-02) |
 | | Bumiputra then turned to those who stood near and around him; a very sparse crowd at the back; two friends from two different parts of the kampong, they met, whispering under their breath, trying very hard not to smile at each other’s jokes. |
 | | Moving away from the crowd, Bumiputra entered the mosque from one of the opened doors at the side of the building; right foot first, and then a short prayer; and he walked across the thick, lush yellow carpet and towards the left wing of the mosque where the small wooden room was attached to. |
 | | Standing at the door, Bumiputra looked at the others who were also in the small room; there were about six or seven of them, mostly adult men in clean, white robes, they looked like operating-room surgeons if not for the heavy turbans and the long faces. |
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