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You can play 10 chords like a Yanqui or play 1 chord like you're dead.
Rulin and Amjad, and of course their families (including Amjad's sick baby sister), have only one foot planted in the realm of the living, and that foot loses ground every day. Get murdered in the "safe zones" and "humanitarian aid dispensaries," or get murdered because Israel is on its 4th, 8th, 15th fucking round of bombing every square-foot patch of nothing in Gaza.