The night before my birthday, I was in Tel Aviv. I had just discovered the coolest bar in Tel Aviv (Okay, one of the coolest) on Lilinblum, called The Gallery, a couple days before. They were so open and nice and we immediately became friends, with Bozi and Amir, the managers and even some regular costumers.

And all this was after I told them everything about my background as an Iranian and my TehrAviv project: to connect the two people of Iran and Israel through unconventional cultural exchanges and joint projects.

Let me give you an example: How about getting some Israeli DJs remising old Iranian pop-songs and start playing them in Tel Aviv clubs and making them available online for download; and some Iranian DJs remixing old Israeli popular songs and play them in Iranian parties in Tehran?

Anyone I've talked to so far, either in Jerusalem or in Tel Aviv, or even in the beautiful, sophisticated and cosmopolitan Beer Sheva, has liked the idea and shown interest in helping it somehow.

No wonder after I got a Spanish-style haircut at 10 PM by Amir at the back of The Gallery, which also is a hair styling shop, they got us all to drink a shot of Arak to my birthday. We smoked a joint together and submersed with Thom Yorke's Eraser, which we were all equally obsessed about.