A bomb shelter during wartime

It can be a microcosm of the absurdity of life It’s 3 a.m. Sirens wail, and the Israel Home Front app is shrieking. We live on the sixth floor of an apartment building and taking the elevator is ill-advised. Bleary-eyed neighbors clog the stairwell. It’s narrow, dim, chaotic. People descend at different speeds. Some are … Continuă lectura A bomb shelter during wartime