With increasing severity and brutality, the third famine digs its fangs in, biting people, making them eat their hunger and quench their thirst in a manner that exceeds what they suffered in the first famine during the first six months of the war of extermination, and the second, whose pains deepened in the months of October, January, and December of last year.

"We drink seawater," a fact, not a metaphor. It's what we drink, wash, bathe in, and perform ablutions with, as one displaced person said in a report on a satellite channel. He added, "We get it after toiling all day, so that each family member has a glass of salty water."

“For two weeks, we haven’t eaten chicken, frozen food, or vegetables,” said another displaced person, describing the scale of the tragedy caused by the siege, compounded by the monopoly of merchants.

A friend who lives in a tent he pitched on the rubble of his house in Beit Hanoun told me that the commission on transfers reaches about 30%.

The price of a single lemon has reached five shekels, and the same goes for onions, garlic, and other vegetables and basic goods, whose prices have reached astronomical levels that people, who are suppressing their pain and managing their hunger and thirst, cannot bear.