The Palestinian odyssey of a man who has chosen words as refuge, resistance, and homeland.

Among the smoking ruins of Gaza and the yellowed pages of books, an old man waits.

What is he waiting for? Perhaps for someone, finally, to stop and listen. Because the books he holds in his hands are not just objects: they are fragments of a life, flashes of a memory, scars of a people.

When a young French photographer points his camera at that old man surrounded by books, he does not know he is about to cross the mirror. "Behind every gaze, isn’t there a story? The story of a life. Sometimes, of an entire people," the bookseller murmurs. Thus begins the Palestinian odyssey of a man who has made words his refuge, his resistance, and his homeland.

From exile to prison, from commitment to political disillusionment, from the children we see grow and live to the tragedies that take away those we love, his voice guides us through the most intimate labyrinths of history.