4 Years In Tehran V07 Monia Sendicate -

The final winter is white with smog. You burn your notebooks in a bath of vinegar and salt—makes the ash unreadable. At Imam Khomeini Airport, a guard asks why you’ve been here four years. You say: To learn how to leave. He laughs. He doesn’t see the tiny scroll sewn into your coat’s lining: the names of 47 disappeared journalists, three of whom you met personally. Two of whom smiled. One of whom gave you a broken watch that still ticks at sunset.

The word appears in no dictionary. It is nearly always a misspelling of syndicate (a group of individuals or organizations combined to promote a common interest). In Tehran, actual syndicates include: 4 years in tehran v07 monia sendicate