Gaza underground affairs
<p>Beneath the surface, in a shelter veiled in neon’s subtle glow, we met — a clandestine meeting of two beings. Draped in my hijab, I found myself in a mosaic of desire and turmoil.</p>
<p>[22:00] In the presence of Freedom, a Jew, a human beyond labels, echoes of an ancient Islamic prophecy haunted me: “Your last hour will not be established until you fight with the Jews… and a stone or a tree would say: ‘Muslim, there is a Jew behind me, come and kill him…’” (Hadith 2926).</p>
<p>These words, spectral shadows of my heritage, clashed with the man before me — Freedom (Dror), the living dream of my yearning for liberation.</p>
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