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by Adania Shibli

No one has more right to this area than us,

Fuck off

there aren’t many people alive today who remember little details about what life was like before all this,

sometimes it’s inevitable for the past to be forgotten, especially if the present is no less horrific;

And I don’t see what would prevent me either, except for my identity card.

And suddenly, something like a sharp flame pierces my hand, then my chest, followed by the distant sound of gunshots.

History repeats