Leadership of the Hamdan region

Leadership in the Hamdan District:
This is not a passing novel about a working-class neighborhood or boys playing in an alley. Rather, it is a testimony leaked from the heart of a boy born into one world and awakened in another that doesn't recognize logic, and is governed only by the sound of ice cream, the kicks of "the mute," and the looks of "the spade," oscillating between tenderness and slaps.
Here, Obeid writes about leadership not in the conventional sense, but rather organized chaos, where values ​​are measured by the boldness of the tongue, and men are classified according to their ability to mock, strike, or cry secretly in a dark corner.
It is a novel about belonging when you don't belong, about family when you are strangers, and about longing for a world where the stranger is no longer... when he becomes part of the scene, despite time and place.