I was dumbfounded by the scale. Having it attack my sensibilities, I quietly uttered my disbelief: "How can people do this to each other? How can the people who did this sleep?" I was promptly ravaged by my companion. Most war criminals love their children, he reminded me, and are tender to their wives, husbands, friends. He reminded me that they love to play basketball.
The Dahiya is a teeming slum in Beirut, targeted during the war for being a "hotbed of support" for Hezbollah. As we walked through it, every corner we turned was a lesson in destruction, dwarfing the previous lesson from the previous corner.
tarek : )
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Monday, 4 December 2006: Dahiya, Beirut, Lebanon
Wednesday, 6 December 2006: Dahiya, Beirut, Lebanon
Wednesday, 6 December 2006: Dahiya, Beirut, Lebanon