Against the loveless world : a novel / Susan Abulhawa.
Momo rauemi: TextKaiwhakaputa: London : Bloomsbury Circus, 2020Copyright date: ©2020Whakaahuatanga: xviii, 366 pages ; 22 cmContent type:- text
- unmediated
- volume
- 9781526618801
- 152661880X
- Radicals -- Middle East -- Fiction
- Refugees, Palestinian Arab -- Fiction
- Women, Palestinian Arab -- Fiction
- Arab-Israeli conflict -- Fiction
- Survival -- Fiction
- Prisoners, Palestinian Arab -- Israel -- Fiction
- Palestine -- History -- 20th century -- Fiction
- Middle East -- Politics and government -- 1945- -- Fiction
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ABRA Rogue justice / | ABRA Blade of dream / | ABRI The light after the war / | ABUL Against the loveless world : a novel / | ACAM The paper wasp / | ACCA Bold love / | ACIM Call me by your name / |
Nahr has been confined to the Cube: nine square metres of glossy grey cinderblock, devoid of time, its patterns of light and dark nothing to do with day and night. Journalists visit her, but get nowhere; because Nahr is not going to share her story with them. The world outside calls Nahr a terrorist, and a whore; some might call her a revolutionary, or a hero. But the truth is, Nahr has always been many things, and had many names. She was named for the river her pregnant mother crossed when she fled from Palestine, but her feckless father called her Yaqoot, Ruby. For a time when she came of age she was Almas, Diamond, a girl who went to hidden parties in Kuwait with powerful men, who sold off parts of herself to keep her family together. She was a girl who learned, early and painfully, that when you are a second class citizen love is a kind of desperation; she learned, above all else, to survive.
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