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On the building site of this mad wall, daily
utterances and holy chants, in Hebrew and in
Arabic, defy the discourses of war, passing through the deafening
noise of bulldozers. MUR
offers its spectators a last glimpse of the beauty of this land
and the humanity of its inhabitants
a moment before they disappear behind the wall. |