You probably walked into a deli this week. You ordered a coffee. A sandwich. Maybe you didn’t think twice about the person behind the counter. I do now. Because one of them is gone.
Abdul Saleh was 28 years old. He worked at his family’s deli on the corner of East 13th Avenue and Avenue B. I’ve known him and his family for years. My mother worked at that store when I was 5. That deli has been part of my life for as long as I can remember.
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