HOF – Regrets. There’s nothing worse to endure. The worst regrets emerge from the failure to follow the heart — to go against it.
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House of Salted Caramel
BAMBERG – Christoph was a terrible driver. I only drove with him once, and he almost crashed us. Not long after that, he did crash the same car, a cube-like Skoda, and then bought himself another Skoda. He was so fond of the Czech automobile brand, which was acquired by the German Volkswagen Group in 1994. I always assumed his car choice was influenced by his roots.
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History from 16 years to 16mm
Bamberg — Sixteen years ago, I was sixteen — a teenager in Damascus with a white desktop computer, a 56kbps modem, and an obsession with connection.
Every click, every pixel, every message that broke through my country’s firewalls felt like a victory — a small rebellion against isolation.
Unappreciated
GRAZ – We often take the most precious things in life for granted. Who truly takes into consideration his eyes while sitting in front of a screen for hours every day? Who worries about his hearing while blowing up his ears with headphones? Who worries about his legs while abusing his knees going up and down a hill carrying heavy loads? Who truly cares about his lungs while inhaling one pack after another?
It’s simple and obvious that we’d dearly miss these things when we lose them. Until we do, however, they must go unappreciated.
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The Gray Devil in Me
BAMBERG – Have you ever loved a woman so much that you thought all other women were an illusion? Have you ever watched the woman you love the most getting raped, every day, without you being able to do anything to stop it?
The rapists vary; brothers, fathers, cousins, neighbors, and tourists but the victim is the same. They make you question yourself: ‘is it love or do I rape her too every time I touch her?’
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Roumani Line 