He was an Israeli after all, face it, he was loud, he was forceful, he might go too far, his anger could overflow. It might end up a sound bite. Tensions were high. The villagers, too, could get in trouble. They might not follow the proper political lines. Ramifications. Repercussions. Word could spread. They could be called collaborators, accused of normalization. One could never know. It was a minefield. Someone might get hurt. They walked out of the apartment, down the stairs, into the night. On the horizon a fire was burning in the nearby Shu’fat camp. Another protest. Beyond that, over
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