HOMS, Syria — The last time Mahmoud Hannof walked through the halls of this building, now ransacked and rubble, he was just 14 years old. “I can’t find any of my friends or the people I lived with. I don’t know anything about them. I just know that this was my house,” he said. But somehow, after all these years, he still knew his way around the disfigured cityscape. 

 This is Baba Amr, a neighbourhood in the city of Homs, where the Syrian revolution reached a boiling point in 2011. Hannof’s father was shot dead here that spring, forcing him to flee the city with his mother and younger brothers. He spent two and a half years adrift, moving between refugee camps in Syria and Jordan, before arriving in Canada on New Year’s Eve in 2015. 

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