Jimgrim and Allah’s Peace

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El Kudz, as Arabs call Jerusalem, is, from a certain distance, as they also call it, shellabi kabir. Extremely beautiful. Beautiful upon a mountain. El Kudz means The City, and in a certain sense it is that, to unnumbered millions of people. Ludicrous, uproarious, dignified, pious, sinful, naively confidential, secretive, altruistic, realistic. Hoary-ancient and ultra-modern. Very, very proud of its name Jerusalem, which means City of Peace. Full to the brim with the malice of certainly fifty religions, fifty races, and five hundred thousand curious political chicaneries disguised as plans to save our souls from hell and fill some fellow’s purse. The jails are full. Look for a man named Grim, said my employer. James Schuyler Grim, American, aged thirty-four or so. I’ve heard he knows the ropes. The ropes, when I was in Jerusalem before the war, were principally used for hanging people at the Jaffa Gate…