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The new gate was almost quiet. Four
border police men were on duty, three stopping the people, writing
slowly the data of their documents, checking and then giving back.
One policeman was sitting on the fence, speaking Arabic, smiling
and friendly. He was offering us from his breakfast which we did
not take. We could convince him to let a woman with a baby pass.
She had only a green ID, telling us that her baby needed a
doctor.

The policemen were telling us that the gate was only open until 9
o'clock.