Monday, August 31, 2009


Beirut was hot. Nothing like Jerusalem though; it's open spaces showed the marks of a civil war that had never been properly patched up and it was right there on the faces of the people in the street.

Crowded. Too many people.

So he left. The flat land before him expanded to the West. He didn't know why he was going, but he went.

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