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The first men arriving at the mosque in Playas de Tijuana for Friday prayers are from New York. They smile and wave as they get out of the vehicle, even though they don't speak Spanish. Their Arabic accent when they speak English, and the profile of their face, confirm their roots in the East. Some sit on the steps of the entrance to wait for the hour, while behind the dark glass, a tall, thin woman with a round face wearing a hijab, one of the traditional veils for Muslim women, is already sweeping the dust. It doesn't take long before a friendly, plump thirty-something with a thick beard and shaved head arrives and extends his hand to greet the rest.
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