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Majdal Shams, at his office in the village of Majdal Shams in the Golan Heights, on Thursday, Dec. 19, Israel's advance has extended.

So, I keep walking, and I hit this street called Al-Jazeera. It’s got these amazing views of the Golan Heights. I mean, wow. I’m standing there, just soaking it all in, and then I see this group of kids playing soccer. They’re kicking the ball around like it’s the World Cup. I’m smiling, thinking, “This is what life’s about.” But then, one of them kicks the ball too hard, and it goes flying into a nearby garden. Oof! The owner comes out, all grumpy. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just a ball!” But he’s not having it.

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