In the midst of hunger, displacement and looming occupation, young Gazans gather in a battered classroom, holding on to learning as their only escape. 'As long as we're alive, we should do something we can control'
At 26, Rami has one heartfelt wish: to leave Gaza. Every day he comes up with new ideas about how to do it, most of them wildly impractical. He has been living in what used to be a grocery store in northern Gaza City: a burnt-out structure, half in ruins, but still with a roof. Under it stands his tent, surrounded by bicycle parts, tools and little bags of rice and lentils hanging from a string. He does this, he says, to make it harder for his "roommates," as he jokingly calls the rats, to get to the food.
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