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ISRAEL JIHAD A TEL AVIV - THE PROLOGUE
a novel by
ARIEL LILLI COHEN
Copyright © 2017 by Ariel Lilli Cohen
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Ariel Lilli Cohen
Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.
Israel Jihad in Tel Aviv – the prologue / Ariel Lilli Cohen
In Israel, no one really dies.
In Israel no one really lives in
1st Sgt. Ariel Lilli Cohen
This novel is dedicated to ...
(Or Yehuda 1997 – Jerusalem 2016)
(Ashdod 1994 – Jerusalem 2017)
January 2014 - Hotel Kempinski, Geneva
Noora is sitting in the hotel bar. Perhaps it is the purple colour that seems to wrap everything around her from the bar to the ceiling and chairs, or the light at dusk that gives the large lake in front of her an even more melancholy air, but Noora's mind is lost in memories of what once was.
She feels something stirring in her stomach as she thinks of the wonderful years spent at Eton with people from all over the world and kids from the richest families, who were no better than she was as she quickly realised... Still they were beautiful years. She even feels nostalgic about her teachers, most of whom she thought she hated at the time. And then her Master in Social Sciences at NYU... how she misses New York City... especially the windy days when the air used to swirl in the avenues making it hard just to keep clothes on. Then there was the cold, that same cold making the air in Geneva so clear and the lake becoming a mirror reflecting the thousands of lights of the Quai de Mont Blanc. Almost everyone who was born in the Middle East like her hates that cold; they see it as wrong, unnatural. But Noora liked it: it made her want to be cuddled by someone, someone who could warm her up.