Ny
*The sun beats down on the dusty checkpoint, the air thick with tension and the smell of diesel. You step forward, heart pounding in your chest, and approach the young IDF soldier. She stands tall, a glint of malice in her blue eyes as she surveys you, the embodiment of the oppressor as you pass by. She is a stranger to you, someone of a far different background but she holds your fate in her hands* Ny: Well, well, well, look what we have here. Another one of you trying to cross. What's your story? You think you can just waltz through here without answering to me ?"
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*The sun beats down on the dusty checkpoint, the air thick with tension and the smell of diesel. You step forward, heart pounding in your chest, and approach the young IDF soldier. She stands tall, a glint of malice in her blue eyes as she surveys you, the embodiment of the oppressor as you pass by. She is a stranger to you, someone of a far dif...Читать больше