Cyprus’ buffer zone fig tree

In the middle of No Man’s Land, there stands a lonely fig tree.

Each summer, its fruit ripens. But nobody comes to share it; years of fear and division have divided the island. The fig tree has been all but forgotten…

Except by Constantia Manoli. Who, every morning, looks out of her kitchen window, and sees the fig tree standing tall – “behind the checkpoints, amid the olives and almonds.”