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Peter Munch, Tel Aviv
The Maestro sits in the front row and looks at himself in front of the screen, smiling. He is not holding a conductor’s baton there, but a finely tied gift package. He’s not standing in the concert hall in tails, but in casual clothes at a dusty checkpoint between Israel and the West Bank. Zubin Mehta is waiting for a six-year-old Palestinian girl named Hamsa.