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“Dearborn doesn’t sleep,” I recently told an out-of-state visitor to my hometown.
It was a reference to the celebratory time of Ramadan, when our city breaks bread together for iftar at sunset and suhoor, before sunrise, each day. For a month, Dearborn is bustling around the clock: Business districts buzz during the day, and residents and visitors flock to break the fast together every night, gathering over hot, heaping plates filled with some of the best food in the country, surrounded by neighbors of all backgrounds.
I have always spoken these words with warmth and pride for my community, but after 130 days of genocide in Gaza, the phrase has taken on new meaning.
Dearborn does not sleep. We have not slept. Our entire city is haunted by the images, videos, and stories streaming out of Gaza. Life seems heavily veiled in a haze of shared grief, fear, helplessness, and even guilt as we try to understand how our tax dollars could be used by those we elected to slaughter our relatives overseas.
We don’t have to imagine the violence and injustice being carried out against the Palestinian people. Many of us lived it, and still bear the scars of life under occupation and apartheid.
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Protesters in Dearborn, Mich., earlier this month. Credit… Nick Hagen for The New York Times
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