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How My Grandmother Remembers the Nakba
In 1948, my family fled Palestine when Zionists took over. I pieced their story together from a box of letters and diary ...
There’s something magical about walking into a bakery when the sun is just coming up. The smell of fresh bread and pastries ...
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