Leaving Aleppo
My grandfather had a poet’s eye for beauty. Cut off from any means of publication, surrounded by a new culture, what hope did he have? By Pauls Toutonghi.
Continue Reading http://www.newyorker.comMy grandfather had a poet’s eye for beauty. Cut off from any means of publication, surrounded by a new culture, what hope did he have? By Pauls Toutonghi.
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