Retired
posted by Fouad at 10:26 PM
Welcome to My Lebanese Dream
When all is far, and all is empty, I set sail and dock on a familiar shore, somewhere in my imagination
When all is far, and all is empty, I set sail and dock on a familiar shore, somewhere in my imagination
3 Comments:
He could always find a job at Sukleen!
When there is life,... :)
Sometimes I feel I envy those old rusty carts.
They have been what they were to be, and can now rest on a side street and watch us scurry around...
i love this picture...
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