I have come to appreciate the sounds of church bells and the Islamic calls to prayer.  Each invites me to look...

The centre of Beirut can be viewed through three different lenses.   First are the restored and recreated.  From the aftermath of...

I am currently in a city with no rules except for those informally proposed by the community and accepted individually.  I...

As I walked into a building, the mirror in the lobby was a view into two worlds.  The setting sun cast...

The house stands along the way I walk almost every day.  It is a shell of a building that does not...

As the walk through the neighbourhood unfolded, I found myself confronted with several surprises.  One of the early ones seemed to...

Up until a moment recently, I had always thought about the meaning of body language in a specific way.  Body language...

I looked up at a sign on an upper middle-class street in Beirut.  The neon sign for a 24-hour, 7-days-a-week, diner...