Snow is unusual in the West Bank and they lack the infrastructure to handle it, so when it came, the city just stopped, and as if in unison, sunk into the playful nature of a small child. No one was immune. Streets became a community where a smile really meant “Can I play with you?” and a “Yes, please” was returned with a snowball to the head. - Continue reading at Smithsonian.com

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Photos by Caroline Lacey