Gaza's fatal ritual: relentless protests, steady casualties
Atalla Fayoumi hobbles on crutches across the flat, sunbaked plain near Israel's border fence in the Gaza Strip, gazing toward plumes of smoke rising from a clutch of burning tires in the distance.
Hello, my name is Jack Sparrow. I'm a 50 year old self-employed Pirate from the Caribbean.
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