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Between landmines and apples

What skills do you need in war’s aftermath? Have a good intake capacity. I’ve never drunk that much coffee in my life. Would you say no to another shot of strong coffee from the hands of a hosting family, or worse, to a family whose father’s mourning you crashed? The same applies to Vodka shots with communist druze while toasting comrade Vladimir Lenin. Later, you see the whole aftermath in a new odd, inappropriate, light.
The Golan mountains are lonely at night. Continue reading

The Internal Color of the Spotless Mind

I wanted to see a mental hospital and its inmates. And I still do. The brain always fascinated me. I’ll never forget the look of suspicion shot from the eyes of a man who was once a renowned engineer. Now he draws squares and lines, governed only by his world and its unknown rules. I met him. Wish I had more time to spend with them. Continue reading

A Warehouse Theater

I like this man Continue reading