Forced Inspirations

Apr 22 2010

Jerusalem

The walls were enforced with lead. A thick metal door sealed tightly over a welcoming wooden one. Out of the single window, opening like a microwave door onto the city below, the scents and sounds of ancient history poured through the tiny room. “Welcome to your new home,” he said.

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