Lebanon: a story of love and hate
<p>I walked to the farthest end of the terminal at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris. <em>They always give us the last gate</em>, I say to myself. <em>Because we’re rowdy.</em></p>
<p><em>Will I bump into someone I know?</em></p>
<p>Most people don’t expect to see a familiar face on a plane. But going to Lebanon, you do.</p>
<p><em>Anyway, </em>I think, <em>I’ve been away for years. Do I still know anyone? Will anyone know me?!</em></p>
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