Aleksi walked with Aziz along the streets towards the Shad house. They were eerily similar, both tall, skinny, under dressed with spiky hair, though one was black and the other ice blond, nearly white by comparison. Aleksi found Aziz’s house fascinating, the tall spindly structure alive with the clutter and craft of so many lives. He wiped his feet on the mat at the door and trod carefully on the carpets within. Aziz let him wander unhindered, going to the kitchen to drop off his mother’s shoppi