21-11-2019
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[ UNABLE TO RETRIEVE FULL-TEXT CONTENT :( ]After my work in the Middle East had finished, at least for the time being, I was waiting for my flight to Santiago de Chile. In Paris. I could count on a few ‘free’ days, processing what I had heard and witnessed in Beirut. Day after day, for long hours, I sat in a lounge,...
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