Kadra Mohamed walks into an old haunt, the Grocery and Meat Market on the city’s north side, where as a girl she shopped with her mother.
She breathes in the heady smell of Somali spices, halal meat and the bread she has loved since growing up in a nearby public housing project.
Two girls in silky abaya gowns rush to embrace her, their mother standing back shyly. The market’s owner, Abdi Mohamed, steps from behind his shelves. – READ MORE
