...My first day, after I'd slept for a couple of months, Bridget and Seweryn and I went to Lake Dukan, the largest lake in Iraqi Kurdistan. There was nobody else around. We checked out the town of Dukan after that, which didn't take long, and then figured we ought to hitch back before dark. We hadn't even stuck our thumbs out when an SUV pulled over and its driver said hello...

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'You should also check out Bridget's Trees Die Standing, about her time spent with the international solidarity movement in Palestine. Ask her about it at projectbridget@gmail.com'

When I was about ten or so my mother gave me a letter she had been saving for me. She wrote it after having flown from Beirut to England in one of her last weeks of pregnancy so that I could be born a British citizen like my father. The letter is her attempt to document her pregnancy and towards the end she mentions the heavy shelling around their apartment block and that while on the bus to the airport (which had to cross the Green Line) it was suddenly hijacked by the Amal milita looking to take hostages. Since she was female and had a Syrian passport she was not taken, although two men who were either British or American were not returned to the bus...

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