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Lebanese, world champions of incoherence

Just like our landscape that shifts from summer to winter and from infinite beauty to absolute ugliness, we Lebanese are able to embody within ourselves all flaws and all virtues.

Lebanese, world champions of incoherence

A couple poses near their home on their wedding day in East Beirut, 1989. (Credit: Joseph Barrak/AFP)

Now, they're retired. But before, he was a family doctor. He studied at the Sorbonne in Paris, and then returned to Beirut to practice there. Over a 60-year career, he built a network of patients who swore by him and who would later bring him their children and grandchildren whenever they fell ill.You could call him on a Sunday, in the middle of the night, or on Christmas Eve, and he would always answer, crisscrossing the city with the same rigor, the same smile, and the same kindness.During the Civil War, he would leave his neighborhood in Beirut to visit a public hospital twice a week, without fail, even when he had to cross checkpoints or endure shells raining down on him. At the hospital, he provided back-to-back free consultations. All those whose fever, chickenpox, ear infection, or poisoning he eased still talk about him today...
Now, they're retired. But before, he was a family doctor. He studied at the Sorbonne in Paris, and then returned to Beirut to practice there. Over a 60-year career, he built a network of patients who swore by him and who would later bring him their children and grandchildren whenever they fell ill.You could call him on a Sunday, in the middle of the night, or on Christmas Eve, and he would always answer, crisscrossing the city with the same rigor, the same smile, and the same kindness.During the Civil War, he would leave his neighborhood in Beirut to visit a public hospital twice a week, without fail, even when he had to cross checkpoints or endure shells raining down on him. At the hospital, he provided back-to-back free consultations. All those whose fever, chickenpox, ear infection, or poisoning he eased still talk about him...
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