An account of a Palestinian architect's experiences of living in the Occupied Territories. Reflections range from the impossibility of obtaining a gas mask from the Israeli Civil Administration during the 1991 Gulf War to the irony of a dog receiving a Jerusalem identity card when thousands of Palestinians could not.
The author relates her personal experiences of living in the occupied territories of the West Bank town of Ramallah, and how she was able to cope with curfews, house searches, and the violence from 1981 to 2004.
