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nadim@symbolic.software ("Nadim Kobeissi") wrote:
This is exactly what happened to me in 2006, when I was 15, after Israel carpet-bombed south Beirut.
I remember that exact shape and color of the concrete, this exact aesthetic.
I climbed on top of the rubble and my mom was afraid I’d die from unexploded bombs.
I tried to recognize my neighborhood but couldn’t, and later realized I was actually standing on top of rubble very close to that my own building.
