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nSusan Muaddi Darrajs short story collection about the inhabitants of a Palestinian West Bank village, Tel al-Hilou, spans generations and continents to explore ideas of memory, belonging, connection, and, ultimately, the deepest and richest meaning of home. A Curious Land gives voice to the experiences of Palestinians in the last century. An excerpt from A Curious Land: When Rabab lowered the magad and clapped-clapped to the well in her mothers too-big slippers, the stone jar digging into her shoulder, she didnt, at first, see the body. The morning sun glazed everything around her--the cement homes, the iron rails along one wall, the bars on the windows, the stones around the well--and made her squint her itchy eyes.She was hungry. That was all.Theyd arrived here only last night, stopping as soon as Awwad and the men were sure the army had moved south. It must have been the third time in just a few weeks--collapse the tents, load the mules, disappear into the sands. She hoped this war would end soon, and she didnt really care who won, as long as it ended because they hadnt eaten well in two years. In the past few months, her mother had sold all her gold, except for her bracelet made of liras. It was the only thing left, and she was holding onto it, and Rabab realized, so were they all; she imagined that, the day it was sold, when her mothers wrist was bare, would signal that they were at the end. nSusan Muaddi Darrajs short story collection about the inhabitants of a Palestinian West Bank village, Tel al-Hilou, spans generations and continents to explore ideas of memory, belonging, connection, and, ultimately, the deepest and richest meaning of home. A Curious Land gives voice to the experiences of Palestinians in the last century. An excerpt from A Curious Land: When Rabab lowered the magad and clapped-clapped to the well in her mothers too-big slippers, the stone jar digging into her shoulder, she didnt, at first, see the body. The morning sun glazed everything around her--the cement homes, the iron rails along one wall, the bars on the windows, the stones around the well--and made her squint her itchy eyes. She was hungry. That was all. Theyd arrived here only last night, stopping as soon as Awwad and the men were sure the army had moved south. It must have been the third time in just a few weeks--collapse the tents, load the mules, disappear into the sands. She hoped this war would end soon, and she didnt really care who won, as long
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