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in the bad times, like in the good times, raed and i are chatting in a café
"art / music / war / trumpet / beer / recording / massacre / double-bass / dance / exodus / sound / destruction / laughs / drawing / death / blood / tyr / coffee"
i's weird, there is words we are not used to use.
etc. etc.
posted by mazen (old profile) at 01:03
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hello to you and raed and keep going. thaks raed for today for giving me ze number. thanks mazen for your respond.
bon courage
hoda still in Paris
It's hard not to use those words in any occasion. I hardly have anyone to talk to myself, and often I got on my life in a sort of "Pollyana"-esque direction as if nothing ever gets in my way (but perhaps since I'm an American, I hardly have yet to face real danger as what does happen elsewhere).
a fellow musician says to you "have faith, be strong, play loud."
i especially loved the "we resist"
i too dream of peace.
in the daily star yesterday, Jim Quilty writes:
"At its most basic, pop culture a la Liban expresses itself in the matter-of-fact resilience of its citizens. Bored journalists stationed here during Lebanon's long Civil War sometimes wrote about this - usually focusing on Beirutis' capacity to party, even as the shells were falling outside."
people will continue partying here as they always did.
the 75 civil war stayed for 15 years. can you stop partying for 15 years?
i think that the world ended, but we're afraid to see it.
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