Jews, Muslims, Christians, believers, nonbelievers, residents, tourists, and so many others have ocked for millennia to the cultural richness of Jerusalem. It is one of the world's greatest crossroads, hosting the variety that is humanity. From her stunning viewpoint, Michal Safdie invites you to see what she sees every day. Perched up on a hill in the Old City of Jerusalem, along the fragile bor- der between the Jewish and Muslim Quarters, is the home of Michal Ronnen Safdie. Facing east, it overlooks the Western Wall precinct, the Dome of the Rock, and the Al-Aqsa Mosque. To the north unfolds the Muslim Quarter with Mount Scopus in the skyline; to the west, the Church of the Holy Sepulcher and the Christian Quarter. Directly under her window is a narrow alley, through which thousands of people pass every day. The alley is a conduit. It is a passage for those entering the Old City through Dung Gate on the south side-mostly Palestinians making their way to their workplaces, schools, markets. It is the route of Christians to the Holy Sepulcher and of Muslim pil- grims during Ramadan, and other holidays, on their way to the Haram al-Sharif (Temple Mount). It is also the path connecting Jews residing in the Jewish Quarter and in the western part of the city, to the Wailing Wall (Western Wall). The view from the window o ers two contrasting perspectives. Across toward the Western Wall precinct: vast ceremonial spaces, and the sil- houette of the Old City quarters. Directly below, in the alley and terraces: a great variety of people seeking the sacred as well as the morning and evening cycles of life's routines. The photographs capture personal moments alongside large-scale public events in the city of Jerusalem, where belief and ritual significantly shape day-to-day life.

Sammi is a car salesman, a family man, and an addict. Bored with his personal life, Sammi spends ridiculous amounts of money on women, booze, and drugs. Unfortunately now Sammi cannot endure long without a hit of something from his dealer, Luci. But little does he know that the high he desperately seeks will eventually lead him to seal his fate. Constable Johnson is a police officer who has just pulled over a car thief. Fully Loaded, as he is called on the street, is not just another pretty face. He is a law school graduate who gets a rush from stealing cars. Johnson hates to draw his gun. But when he does, what happens next will surprise everyone. As their granddaughter, Homa, looks on, Ahmadi and Bandar have an animated discussion under a window. Homa is fascinated by her grandfathers, especially when they talk about their home country, Iran. As the men continue, they have no idea another is listening, learning, and contemplating his own life from the window above. Under My Window is a collection of stories that reflect sacrifices made for love as diverse characters attempt to find purpose and discover that perfection is impossible.

A plot to steal a top-secret instrument vital to the United States space program poses a challenging case for Frank and Joe Hardy. After rescuing a South American stowaway who mutters a warning about “Footprints “ and then vanishes, Frank and Joe discover that documents belonging to their famous detective father are missing and that footprints linger under a window. The young detective’s search for the diabolical mastermind of the “Footprints” spy ring takes them on a flight to a group of islands off the coast of South America.

Honoré de Balzac reference on p. 109.