Memories, Narrative, Observations, Reflection

Always Burning: 2

Watch for the Smoke... The evacuation began when the crack of the first stone hitting concrete sent shock-waves through our coffee cups. We were all sitting down-stairs, together. Wa’el ran up the stairs to street-level in a flash, to check, and burst into the foyer again within seconds saying  “yulla, yulla... let’s go before the… Continue reading Always Burning: 2

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