Monthly Archives: September 2018

Novels and fresh cucumbers

Not all who wander are lost I park my car on the number three slot.  It is a muggy night in Beirut. I have had to drive against traffic twice to get here, obeying the delusional Waze which dutifully gets … Continue reading

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