RAMALLAH, VILLE NORMALE...
I remember my first trip to Palestine, my head full of clichés. I had taken the bus to Damascus Gate, in Jerusalem. It was still dark when I crossed the safe fortress of Qalandia. A few minutes later I went down to Al Manara Square. I was in Ramallah to report on the Al Kamandjati music school. In parallel, I started photographing the city with my phone. Small street scenes captured by my peregrinations.
A normal city, Ramallah?