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Beirut Rhapsodies: introducing girls and boys

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Thursday, February 17. Introducing girls and boys. Meet the Lebanese girl. She's the one who gets her nails to match the buckle of her Chanel bag. She goes to the gym six times a week, has her hair professionally done, wears the latest Louboutin and when it's time to walk that body in a bathing-suit, she looks like she was copy/pasted from Playboy Magazine. Meet the Lebanese boy. He's the one hiding behind his beard, drinking Tequila shots at Behind the Green Door, sometimes dressed like a homeless drunk...

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Beirut Rhapsodies: I'm going now, it's all very real

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Wednesday, January 15. I'm going now, it's all very real. I'm terrified. And absolutely excited about it. Truth is, it's not that big of a risk. Worse comes to worst, I'll just pack it all up in a few months and fly my ass back here, at ground zero, where I suspect things will still be the same. And they will have lots of fun adventures to share with the world (I hope). Posted by The Rhapsodies Writer. January 15, 2014 at 9:38 AM. Go where your heart commands you to. I wish I could do the same. Thank you...

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Beirut Rhapsodies: December 2013

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Sunday, December 29. What I do have. It's the end of the year. A difficult year for me, but a very fruitful one. One that made me extremely sad but also left me richer in so many ways. We spend so much of our lives focusing on what we don't have, but I want to think about what I do have for once - new year's resolutions coming up and all. Posted by The Rhapsodies Writer. Wednesday, December 18. Why I haven't been able to write a word. I've sat down and opened Beirut Rhapsodies and tried to work on a new ...

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Beirut Rhapsodies: November 2013

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Wednesday, November 27. Little bits of happy. Maybe I'm feeling particularly sentimental because I'm leaving New York tomorrow, but I feel like writing this down. I've had so many small bits of happiness in the last few weeks here, I had forgotten how much there is that is wonderful with the world. I should be more down, I guess, since I don't have a job to go back to and I just broke up with my boyfriend. But the truth is, I feel good. And finding yourself dancing alone. People do it every day. And I th...

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Beirut Rhapsodies: January 2014

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Tuesday, January 21. What we're leaving behind. Another day, another bomb. This weekend it was all about the piles of trash that weren't picked up by Sukleen. Last week it was a tie between the EDL strike, the STL trial and a blog post. By my colleague about how only Christians can save Lebanon. The week before it was also a bomb; or was it the week before that? And there was the Chattah assassination, and the Christmas and New Year traffic and reunions, and the amazing article. Wednesday, January 15.

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Beirut Rhapsodies: April 2012

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Thursday, April 12. I have a fear of flying. It's something I can't control, I can't explain, and I can't get rid of. It wasn't always that way though. I used to fly all by myself ever since I was 7 years old. And I took 14 hour flights 4 times a year and I had no problemo. Now life, that's something we can choose, change, adapt and transform as we go. I'm having breakfast in Rome this morning, and tonight, I will be dining in New York. Posted by The Rhapsodies Writer. Wednesday, April 4. And you find ou...

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Beirut Rhapsodies: The man under my window

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Thursday, October 2. The man under my window. I came back and the first thing my father told me is that I think twice before flushing and that I can only take a shower once every other day because there is no water in the country, you know, it didn’t rain all winter, and we can’t get the “citerne” every damned day. I complain a lot, but I forget to be thankful sometimes. Posted by The Rhapsodies Writer. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Beirut, I'm sorry. Till death do us part. What we're leaving behind.

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Beirut Rhapsodies: October 2014

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Thursday, October 2. The man under my window. I came back and the first thing my father told me is that I think twice before flushing and that I can only take a shower once every other day because there is no water in the country, you know, it didn’t rain all winter, and we can’t get the “citerne” every damned day. I complain a lot, but I forget to be thankful sometimes. Posted by The Rhapsodies Writer. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Beirut, I'm sorry. Till death do us part. Introducing girls and boys.

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Beirut Rhapsodies: till death do us part

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Monday, February 21. Till death do us part. Today would've been my parents' 27th wedding anniversary. And I would like to honor that by writing about them in today's post. It makes sense: I write about relationships, and to me, they had the best kind of romantic relationship you could wish to have. It's true, I will never know if they would have stayed together had my mother not passed away, but it doesn't matter because it didn't happen. So here's their story. Posted by The Rhapsodies Writer. C est vrai...