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Death is coming closer, signs of life are disappearing, my memory is almost full and I’m close to forgetting my friend’s faces...

My friend says that October is the month of falling in love...

Our persistence aggravates them to madness, to death even! They don't get it, how can a people love their country to death, literally? How can they give up their souls in an act of refusing injustice?...

I’m not scared of death. If push comes to shove and a missile hits, I hope it’s relentless enough to leave nothing of me. Life is very fragile, and fear eats at it if you let it live within you, it festers like poison...

The whirlwind of displacement accompanies us every day in a new place, and just as Amer Halahleh said in the monodrama 'Tah' about the Palestinian displacement in 1948, '

Yesterday we moved from Al Zaytoon (neighborhood) to Deir Al Balah - there’s a flood of people moving from the North to the South, just like the Israelis had ordered them...