Off you go then. See you next week, Insha'allah. Palestinians need Israelis, and Israelis need them. The invisible wall that thickens with each day between the two peoples is torn and punctured, ripped by a thousand little transgressions, then by night it seals again. They are locked in a dance of dependence.
Friendships develop and fade.
Comrades while they work, enemies while they sleep. A couple of Israeli restaurant owners from Tel Aviv go shopping in a West Bank town with a Palestinian friend, and are shot dead by militants in the local cafe. And so, the Army road blocks are drawn ever tighter. The baby dies. And so, the resistance taughtens, hardens.