Al Jib (Givat Zeev), Sun 22.9.13, Afternoon

Translating: Ruth Fleishman

More nets and more fences and more fenced lanes were added along the ever growing and ever thickening construction, and when walking inside there is no way out but at the end.

All of these turned this laborers' checkpoint into a sophisticated human pen that is able, with the use of architecture and degrading inspection regulations, to wipe out the human beings that are forced to stand at its gates at dawn, not knowing whether they will be able to make it to the other side on time or not, in which case they will have to return home with their head hanging down without their daily paycheck from their work at the

settlements that had been built on what was once their and their family's land.