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t h e e a r l n m o r n i n g dark, Abeer Skaik turned to her husband, Ali Al-Qatta, and said that today would be the day they would find their son. Ali nodded in silence, and she handed him the stack of flyers. Each bore a photo- graph of 16-year-old Hassan smiling widely, his shoulders loose, wearing a plain red T-shirt. He is looking directly at the camera, unguarded. On top of the page, in large letters, Abeer had writ- ten a single word in bold red ink: Muna- shada!—an appeal. Abeer watched as Ali stepped into a car with a few close friends and drove away. …
摘自《连线》(Wired)2026年5月刊,Mahmoud Mushtaha。仅引用开头一小段供了解文章,版权归原刊所有,全文请阅读原刊。