The first time I went to Israel I took all the stereotypes that stand out in the 19th Century Orientalist reproductions of the “Holy Land” with me. I had built a mental picture that fit the symbol of the name “Palestine”, mentioned on old maps, which made me long to meet people and to confront reality, which I was able to do over a long period of time with the support of the CNAP.
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