Den värsta av tider är här. Aprilångesten pulserar. Varje år är det likadant. När ni läser detta är det redan över. Men i skrivande stund känns det så otroligt långt borta. Ljuset i tunneln är i princip obefintligt. I takt med knopparna som brister, solen som börjar värma, uteserveringarna som…
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I still recall it sometimes. That night when I saw you for the first time, the rain drizzling down as a reminder of the fading summer. That night when I was hit in the face by something as delicate as your personality. It’s been a while, but I remember it…
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The auditorium in the cultural centre is packed with spectators, who have come to see a group of teenage boys and girls dramatise their understanding of the conflict. Dressed in a dark cloak, a boy representing Islamic State is seen conspiring with regional powers, and together they rip Kurdistan apart…
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