The camera slowly pans up from Amir and Leyla's feet to the towering height of the mosque's archway. Amir stands still, closing his eyes to soak in the silence, while Leyla gently brushes her hand against the cool marble wall, her eyes wide with wonder. Dust motes dance in the golden sunlight filtering through the entrance, and the children's hair moves slightly in a soft breeze. ASMR sound de...
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