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Share and give please ❗❗ 🆘gofund.me/d2b95f73 Things once were, then suddenly changed. They pulled the "oil" from the shelves, so we turned to ghee instead. Then they raised the price of ghee. When sugar disappeared, we made do with vanilla. Silver sugar vanished from the market. Instant coffee? Gone or unaffordable, so we settled for plain coffee. But now coffee is tampered with, and its price has soared. Vegetables are rare and expensive, so we went back to canned goods—peas, beans, fava, hummus, meat—all at 7 shekels a can. Fresh fish appeared but was too costly, so we switched to tuna, only for tuna to hit 12 shekels a tin. Flour? What’s left is infested with bugs and worms, yet we tolerated it—until they started selling a bag for 200 shekels. There’s nothing left to eat. We settled for za’atar and olive oil for breakfast, lunch, and dinner—until even a small ounce of za’atar reached 15 shekels. We sought comfort in sweets—awameh, halva, and maamoul—only to find them gone too, with no sugar, semolina, or serge to make them. Add to this the death, bombardments, freezing cold, and the endless waste of our years. No cash flow, a 35% commission fee, and prices that know no mercy. We’ve become frogs in boiling water, our only skill now is adaptation. Where do we go with this life?