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A Walk in Beirut
It was the last time I’d walk through the parts of the city that felt most like home.
In this haven, a bewitching breakfast
The taste of the filo dough, syrup, rose or orange blossom water lingers long after you’ve eaten it.
It was the last time I’d walk through the parts of the city that felt most like home.
The taste of the filo dough, syrup, rose or orange blossom water lingers long after you’ve eaten it.