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‘May this guitar sound like a harp ‘

Near Hebron peace has been vulnerable for decades. Two ‘star-crossed lovers’ have to find their way in a hostile environment. Their lives twine around each other like a vine around its stick.
War breaking out, ’Holy Land’ shaking. A story ending at Spring Hill.

‘History had become a thing
of the past.’

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‘May this guitar sound like a harp ‘

Near Hebron peace has been vulnerable for decades. Two ‘star-crossed lovers’ have to find their way in a hostile environment. Their lives twine around each other like a vine around its stick.
War breaking out, ’Holy Land’ shaking. A story ending at Spring Hill.

‘History had become a thing
of the past.’

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