we used to call haifa umm al—gharib. umm al—gharib, like the mother of the strangers.haifa gathering everyone in sight together. when i used to live in my village, there were parties. when i reached the entrance, i was rejected since it says i am an arab on my id. we just thought that, ok, if everyone is rejecting us, so we should start gather together and find our own places and our own sports and start producing our own parties. this place is a music bar. when you're occupied, you really need your own space. so that's why we created that here. every one of us, even me, we live at least two different lives. i'm a different person when i'm in haifa. when i go to nazareth to visit my parents. and i'm a different person when i go to tel aviv. like when i went there at first, when i talked in arabic, everyone looks at you like you're going to explode any minute. i rarely talked in arabic. i rarely read arabic, heard arabic. and you start, like, feeling like you're nothing. like who am i, what am i doing here, why am i here? the difference between the scene here and the sc