| The Druze live their lives under their own culture. What I see is the building of a hostel in Peki·in, that will bring in a influx of jabbering noisy tourists, maybe even some carpetbaggers. Who knows the real cause.There has always been a certain divide amongst these gracious, proud people and other religions. I know them well enough, for we often used their good services. Tough as nails, they most certainly are. |
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