There’s an image of a heart pierced by an arrow on the wall of Amar Abu Afifa’s room in the loft; and another heart pierced by an arrow in the commemoration corner in the living room of Mohammed Salah’s parents. Next to the first arrow the letter A is inscribed, the first letter of Amar’s name, but there is no letter at the other end of the arrow. His friends say that in the past few weeks he had even mentioned someone he might like to marry. There are no names next to the arrow in the second house, either: Mohammed was just a boy.
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