Lebanon: arms and the men

By Peter Stewart Vegas In Travel

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31st January, 2013
It’s 4.30 in the morning as our car clatters into a square in downtown Beirut. My friend Raphael is driving. Five minutes earlier we stopped to pick up three older men. Dressed in camo gear, they are squashed across the back seat, like three Michelin men going to war. The pre-dawn calm is a pleasant change. I’ve never seen Beirut like this before. In a few hours the tar-sealed arteries will clog to a standstill, but for now we have the place to ourselves … almost. Two blocks ahead, a late-model sedan with the telltale roof lights glides across an intersection. Our passengers speak ...

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