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Jeddah, Saudi Arabia

Contributors: Hanaa Hijazi
Jeddah, Saudi Arabia

« In my city we used to see all kinds of people...Nothing different but the language they speak and the clothes they wear. But colors and looks are the same, so many, so different that you don't see the difference anymore. »  —Hanaa Hijazi, I live in Jeddah

Did you see me? Of course you didn’t. I didn’t see me either. I was walking in the street, my hair flying in the wind. You know my hair, it isn’t thick and heavy; it’s light and soft, that’s why it was easy...

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We will become friends, it's not possible to continue this way:
I avoided asking him, I told him this as a decision, I was afraid he would begin talking about things I was done with years ago.

I...

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Old Jeddah Streetscape
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What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
That what Juliet – or actually Shakespeare, using Juliet’s voice— said about names. The Arab poet, Joseph Harb, said...

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Old Jeddah
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Hi, I'm going to Starbucks, can you meet me there?
Which one?
The one on the beach, Yusuf is invited to a party nearby and I'll kill the time at Starbucks until he is done.
Where exactly?...

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Looking Up in Old Jeddah
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أعيش في جدة. فتحت عيني في هذه المدينة ولم أغادرها في حياتي لأكثر من أسابيع قليلة. أعود بعدها مشتاقة أو لأن لابد من العودة لارتباطي بعمل وعائلة. غريب تمسكي بهذه المدينة أنا القادمة من عائلة تعودت على الهجرات...

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I wake up tense, the way I used to feel at the start of the war. I open my clenched fists, I don't say good morning to myself. I can't. Yusuf is asleep next to me, hasn't changed his habits, wakes up in the...

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Old Jeddah at Night
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Date shops scattered everywhere
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Saisam trunk, the bride trunk

( a trunk used to be given to newly married brides in Hijaz region)

I once asked my mother about my grandmother special trunk, the one that every bride used to have when...

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