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A pack of markers, a city in mourning: Drawing through a day in Beirut after the cease-fire

In the streets, beaches, hospitals, bakeries, and universities of Beirut, people are living through the day-to-day reality of war's aftermath, a series of subtle but meaningful moments.
A pack of markers, a city in mourning: Drawing through a day in Beirut after the cease-fire

Illustration by Jaimee Lee Haddad

At 5:45 a.m., sunlight traces the outlines of the mountains rising up from the coastline. It’s day six of the tenuous cease-fire agreement in Lebanon and Israel has already violated the terms over 50 times. 7 a.m., Cola intersection People greet their morning coffee vendor by name. They still check their stock profiles while sipping their drinks. A pile of debris remains from an Israeli strike that targeted three floors of a building here on Sept. 30.A kaak seller stacks loaves on top of a beaten down red car, tires flattened, and a cracked windshield held together by tension. He tells me to come back in two days, his bakery will be open by then.“Of course we were happy about the cease-fire,” says a city worker named Sama. He puffs on a cigarette, then gets up, wandering from place to place.“Why are you drawing?” The baker’s inquisitive...
At 5:45 a.m., sunlight traces the outlines of the mountains rising up from the coastline. It’s day six of the tenuous cease-fire agreement in Lebanon and Israel has already violated the terms over 50 times. 7 a.m., Cola intersection People greet their morning coffee vendor by name. They still check their stock profiles while sipping their drinks. A pile of debris remains from an Israeli strike that targeted three floors of a building here on Sept. 30.A kaak seller stacks loaves on top of a beaten down red car, tires flattened, and a cracked windshield held together by tension. He tells me to come back in two days, his bakery will be open by then.“Of course we were happy about the cease-fire,” says a city worker named Sama. He puffs on a cigarette, then gets up, wandering from place to place.“Why are you drawing?” The baker’s...
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