“The Most Dangerous Weapon Our Enemy Holds Is The Weapon Of Words. They Call It A Peaceful Solution,

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"وكنّا إلى إذا الليل اتسق، طلبنا شايًا و”حبق”. وكنّا إذا ما همّنا أمرٌ، قلنا لحسام، يا حسام، يا ابن النعناع والمدينة، أطفئ شموعنا الحزينة، وهات شايك. حتى إذا ما بدأ يغليه، فُتحت الأبواب، وجاء الصحاب."

-البرتاوي

“Perhaps, the red in our carpets and our rugs mean more than just the attractive vibrant colour. Perhaps, the red signifies battle wounds, decades of struggle and  hardship, independence. Perhaps, it sets to remind us of where we came from, our roots.  All the patterns and shapes, each telling a different narrative. Perhaps it’s to show the hands of the tireless artist that weaved each section, for days, weeks. Perhaps, the red signifies love.  Burning passion. Fuel. Solidarity with our people. Perhaps, the red is just red. Like blue and green. Perhaps, it’s everything and nothing. Perhaps, the red is apart of a bigger artistic story, one that we cannot understand yet.”

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أطفال غسان كنفاني

The Children of Ghassan Kanafani, by Ghassan Kanafani, illustrated by Burhan Karkutly (1978). A collection of short stories.

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Taste of Cherry (1997) dir. Abbas Kiarostami

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