Crushed legs and Prison Camps

I sit beside Devin.  I keep trying to write ‘Ari’ because he looks a lot like Ari.  He was really tall and pretty much needed both seats for his legs.  Felt bad to make the guy crunch in his seat, but it was whatever. We chat and eventually reach the […]

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Welcome to Israel

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It was 5 A.M. when we got in and I could smell the desert air as I walked off the plane.  It’s always interesting how you can sense the different air. It smelt like sand. Deplaning complete. Getting across the border was a joke. We got our shit off the […]

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