The good thing when writing about Beirut – on its quintessence, not the daily abundance of superficial cosmetic changes mistaken for reform and progress – is that once you do, you’ll probably won’t have anything better to say in a long time, if ever. What makes Beirut what it is is deeply engrained – part of which isn’t necessarily for the better – and takes time to change, if ever.
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Beirut-based Fiction & Other Writings
Eye on the East 