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Friday 27.10 6:15 pm Gaza time, the chit chat and stories in my aunt's house turned into a mass grave. The Israeli occupation bombed the house over our heads without warning.

Mixed emotions. Tender rage. In the background, George Wassouf sings the Umm Kalthoum song and the lyrics go “do you think my heart would feel safe around you anymore?

Winter is coming. My friends and I used to compare Gaza’s streets with those of Paris as we made fun of how bad our infrastructure is...

The thought of death has been visiting me for days. I feel like I’m at the bottom of a dirt pit, I feel like we’re in a big lie that I can’t get myself to believe...

From the place that overlooks God’s greatness to the destruction caused by the occupation, the sky has been cloudy since the afternoon, rain is coming...

It’s almost midnight, and the sounds of explosions haven't ceased for 14 days...