Manish Ladla

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“Ugh, the water pipes don’t have any pressure. Either the Arabs have detonated the pipes up in the mountains again or the company doesn’t have oil for the pumps. Hopefully the water comes back soon,” she told Judith. “Just imagine, now they’re giving courses on cooking without electricity or kerosene, and on how to build wood stoves for cooking outside. How can we go on like this?” She withdrew back into the kitchen. Her husband, Yossi, who had kept silent so far, turned to his son. “Listen, Shimon. This afternoon, the truck with the big water tank is coming, you know the one. I’ll be heading ...more
Where the Desert Meets the Sea
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