In Beirut nature follows the rhythm of the city, blurring the lines of where one ends and another begins. From afar the buildings seem to sprout from the dirt, and up close their branches like wires. Here, life grows in every corner, even where it seems impossible.
Send this to the person who will follow you through the city, then back to the deia.
In Beirut nature follows the rhythm of the city, blurring the lines of where one ends and another begins. From afar the buildings seem to sprout from the dirt, and up close their branches like wires. Here, life grows in every corner, even where it seems impossible.
Send this to the person who will follow you through the city, then back to the deia.
