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Tyrone travels to Harlem, to the Muhammad Mosque No. 7, the headquarters of the Nation of Islam, and meets up with Student Minister Daniel Muhammad, who’s elegantly dressed in a suit with a blue bow tie. They make small talk until Tyrone asks for help with the Chabad-Lubavitch tunnels.
"We can’t help with that," the Minister responds. "We are already overwhelmed with other missions. As long as we don’t have our own nation, there will be such tunnels. With their banks, Jews control the flow of money, so they control everything."
"But this is bad. They have kidnapped migrants and children."
"All right, since you seem to be acting in good faith, I’ll give you a tip. Go to Malcolm Shabazz Harlem Market. You can buy what you need there."
Malcolm Shabazz Harlem Market is an open-air souq in Harlem where vendors sell crafts and textiles from Africa, with the music of drums and belly dancers. It’s as if a piece of Arabic and African land from another era had been transported by magic into the middle of the modern, dystopian city of New York. He approaches a vendor who sells woven baskets.
"As-salamu alaykum, brother. I’m here for the special goods."
The vendor looks at him suspiciously. "I’ve never seen you here before."
"Yes. Minister Muhammad sent me here."
The vendor’s face immediately warms. "Ah, yes, yes. Let me know what you need. Do you see those dancers? They are beautiful, right? You can take a look at them, they are mine."
The dancers are slim Middle Eastern and African women, dressed in Arabian style, wearing face veils. They move gracefully, their beauty captivating anyone who watches. In the Harlem souq, you can buy any type of contraband. Stolen cellphone, medication, weapons, prostitutes, even slaves. This isn’t exactly what the Nation of Islam would endorse, but here, it’s not their territory.
