These are undoubtedly the only people who regret not being in the Gaza Strip. “I dream of waking up there, surrounded by my loved ones. I prefer to die under the bombs near my family than to be in sorrow far from them,” maintains Mustapha, 59, approved by all his mattress neighbors. This man with a salt-and-pepper beard wearing a Taybeh t-shirt, the Palestinian beer brand, has been staying for more than three weeks with 540 of his compatriots in a gymnasium in Ramallah, the capital of the Palestinian Authority. All are Gazans who worked in Israel – there were around 18,500 of them – and who were forced to flee the Jewish state to take refuge in the occupied West Bank after the cancellation of their permits following the October 7 macres perpetrated by Hamas. They crowd into this gym located… rue Jacques-Chirac.