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Lebanon… No one is coming.
It doesn’t matter what has happened or is happening to us. It doesn’t matter what others did to us or how much we’ve inflicted on ourselves. Nothing matters anymore, except what we do today.
Who’s responsible? Someone has to be.
It has been challenging to craft a story for this week. I tried. I could not get myself back to business-as-usual. After the life-changing explosion of Aug 4, my last post was one of defiance, hope, and love. This morning, I believe it even more.
I love Beirut. And I love you, too.
6:09 pm. Starbucks (Mtayleb) is 9 km bird’s fly from ground zero. The explosion shook people on the terrace and blew the doors open. One week later sitting at the same table…