Beirut: Ride, Traffic, Wine, and Entropy

The flow of cars in Charles Helou highway, which our apartment oversees, never dries-out; neither late at night, nor before dawn.  Like in a river, there are changes in volume; sometimes the flow almost stops and spills over the side roads.  But the vehicles are always there, the sound waves of their engines aggregating into … Continue reading Beirut: Ride, Traffic, Wine, and Entropy