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To grow up in Israel means to be always aware of borders. There were national borders, which changed often, and defined where you could and where you could not go. Within Israel there were borders between communities-religious and secular, North African and Eastern European, Israeli Jews and Israeli Arabs, rich and poor. I have had to be aware from birth of those visible and invisible lines that separate us one from the other. Everyone had to learn this: to be safe, you must be aware of borders and stay within them. To go beyond, to not be mindful of them, is dangerous. I learned the lesson of course, but it seemed to me like there had to be a better way to live.