As I take shelter from an Iranian missile barrage in an underground parking lot, I sit and reflect on how the years of my life are being wasted on Israel's wars – wars that have nothing to do with me. I wonder if it's precisely Israel's provocations, its reckless rampages, that'll one day bring about my end. That would be a sad irony.

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