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    One Beirut lies within another alternating at each click of her heels. A wall bulges from the ground in a texture of death. Cement, bullets and words. I watched in awe as a third Beirut surfaced.

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    One Beirut lies within another alternating at each click of her heels. A wall bulges from the ground in a texture of death. Cement, bullets and words. I watched in awe as a third Beirut surfaced.

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    One Beirut lies within another alternating at each click of her heels. A wall bulges from the ground in a texture of death. Cement, bullets and words. I watched in awe as a third Beirut surfaced.

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    I had my first erection in Beirut.

    Pacing behind a pair of thighs in a brand new pair of Nikes out of Hamra and into an alley on the second of a three-hour-permission before I had to head back to the hotel where my parents were staying. I was invincible. My shoes and my chase were in total defiance to all the rules and laws of the pit hole that lies on the other side of the borders. Amazing, I thought. Fantasies of all possible situations erupted in my head, a million thoughts per step, streamed at every click of her heels. I looked up. My gaze stretched over her shoulders out towards the end of the alley. There stood a ruin of all things once possible, a shrine of all things that never were. A wall bulges from the ground in a texture of death. Cement, bullets and words. One Beirut lies within another alternating at each click of her heels. She went through the wall and into a building shredded behind. The bombing holes made frames which revealed her in sequence as she climbed up the stairs. Now gone, I remained still and watched in awe as a third Beirut surfaced. (etc)

    Beiruts Broken Egg


    Master Thesis Khaled Sedki

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