The city was a puzzle box built of symbols, a confusion of old and new, armored cars and donkeys in the streets, Bedouins and bankers. The Turks and Haredim, the showy Greek and Russian processions — everyone seemed to be in costume, reenacting the miraculous past.

The city was a puzzle box built of symbols, a confusion of old and new, armored cars and donkeys in the streets, Bedouins and bankers. The Turks and Haredim, the showy Greek and Russian processions — everyone seemed to be in costume, reenacting the miraculous past.

– Stewart O’Nan –

City of Secrets

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