I am getting my heart and soul ready to see the new movie The Promise about the Armenian Genocide. I want to see this film; I want to see how the directors have crafted our story. At the same time, I don’t want to see this film. I don’t want to be reminded of the…
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Oh Syria I have walked your dusty streets I have tasted your luscious fruits – ah, the apricots and peaches and watermelons and fresh, colourful delicacies; they taste like nothing I have eaten before! I have taken in the aroma of your sweet pastries and breads; oh the breads! And the olives and kebabs and…
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