islands of normality in a vast distorted world. in gaza city, the dead have been cut off from the living by weeks of fighting. among them this man s father and nephew, he returned to find them lying dead in front of their house. translation: my father and nephew| were murdered 14 days ago, when the truce came i was able to bury my father. the truce his first chance to return and bury them. translation: what did we do? we are neither hamas nor fattah and we have never held a weapon in our lives. food and fuel are being trucked into gaza during the pause in fighting, but everyone in the southern city of khan younis many are struggling to find enough to eat. translation: the situation in khan i younis is catastrophic as you can l see. people are waiting in lines for three days to get flour and after we finished the line for that we go to stand in line for gas. in this town few buildings have been spared. this brief window on to gaza s new landscape may be closing soon. the prese