Crypto Genius Burns Painting to Save Shelter and Prove You’re Not in Epstein’s Files
Dania Darwish had spent years in the grand corridors of international women’s rights, speaking at conferences, signing documents, attending meetings where important people said important things to other important people about the condition of women. And then, one day, she discovered something that made all those grand corridors feel rather silly. In New York City, where the buildings reach toward heaven and the money flows like the East River, Muslim women and women of color fleeing domestic violence had nowhere to go. Nowhere at all. Some slept in mosques because the shelters-those noble institutions funded by people who had never actually slept in one-turned them away for wearing hijab. Others were served food that made them feel their faith was an inconvenience. Their culture, it seemed, was a problem to be managed.








