On the floors there are these Palestinian rugs and on the couches and chairs we have a lot of handmade Palestinian pillows and blankets and we have this Palestinian table runner and this Arabic coffee simmering on the stove and this Arabic bread in the freezer on on my wrists I have these bracelets with the eye of Fatima on them in little beads to protect me and in the fridge we have some zaatar and some labneh and in my room I've got books about Arabic grammar and Arabic culture and the Arabic alphabet and in this house alone we have three diaspora Palestinians walking around.

But that doesn't cut it and that will never cut it because those are only things and I'm just not Arab enough.

Also my skin is dry.
I hate Korean winters.

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