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How to show the long bus ride began in the dark to visit the husband in jail? The repetition which is new every morning. The feeling of seeing him. The company of others who are like and unlike? Her newly digital speech is broken and slowly restitched. The trial of rejoining the wounds of language and family. And at last, the unnamed citizens can be granted again a title: Palestine. We must be in Palestine.
