In this essay, a Palestinian refugee and resistance fighter recounts his thoughts and feelings upon returning to Gaza with the Palestine Authority in 1994. Shifting between memories of exile and the present, the author finds that the "dream" of the homeland nurtured during twenty years of exile does not match the reality and moves from bitterness to resignation to a note of cautious optimism.

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