A warm summer night turned into a killing ground. Families ran barefoot over blood-streaked sand as gunfire tore through a Hanukkah celebration by the sea. Sirens drowned out prayers. Parents screamed names that never came back. In minutes, a place of joy became a crime scene, a nation’s calm shattered, its certainties rip… Continues…
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