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ON A WARM afternoon in early June, Mohammed Mossli was sitting in a trendy café in Berlin. The café, with its raw wooden countertops, craft sodas and fashionable young men and women typing away at laptops, was far from the sniper fire and rubble of Aleppo, Syria, Mossli’s hometown, which he describes as “only dust and ashes.” Still, Mossli, who is 21, tall, thin and prone to smile, seemed at ease as he rolled a cigarette and kidded around with one of his new friends: Philipp Borgers.
CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW? Unlike most refugees in Berlin, Nofal Halab, who fled Syria, has access to both computers and the internet.
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