We reached a point where we relaxed around each other,
which Rami started knocking some of the walls down, seeing a new vulnerable side
of him, “As a person I’m very sensitive. When I was a kid, I used cry all
the time. I remember this play in my school that I took part in, I was about 6
or 7, where I played a wounded Palestinian kid with a rock in my hand, and I sang
‘ya quds’ for Fairuz in front of everyone, and I started crying out of nowhere,
even though I was a kid and didn’t really understand what was going on, but I was
emotional to the point of understanding the power of the situation, the idea of
the ‘feel’.”