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Rafic Ali Ahmad

A legend in Lebanese theater, Rafic Ali Ahmad buys me a shisha at the notorious Rawda Cafe and talks about his life.

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  • Robots in disguise: The man to blame for over a hundred music video clips and dozens of popular advertisements, Lebanese Said el Marouk has taken his show to the silver screen with a $200 million film.
  • Flip the mic: He's interviewed everyone from the president to the Dalai Lama, and here's (little) old me putting Ricardo Karam on the other side of the mic.
  • Evidence: Memory is a fragile faculty, subject to time, lies, alcohol abuse and a hundred different chemical errors that could erase the unforgettable as easily as yesterday’s lunch.
  • Fat in Beirut: So, three fat women walk into a government office in Beirut; did that sound like the front end of a bad joke? Let me try again.
  • Venus attacks: He stops and sniffs his drink. Their eyes lock for half a minute – but men are ill-equipped for these games.
  • Desert toes: In Cairo, there’s an overcrowded area called Khan el Khalil. There I was, wet, smelly and limping on what may have been a broken toe; just like me to have a flashback.
  • Hi, keefak, ça va?: Writer, publisher, lecture organizer and cultural expert Henri Zoghaib shares his incredible love for Lebanon and enthusiasm for literature.
  • Your bar: Along with his brother, Haytham is the co-owner of Juniper. Like many Lebanese, he moved back to Lebanon after having lived abroad for many years. He's a Liverpool FC fanatic.
  • Meen meen?: Meen are the definitive Lebanese anti-band, and while their lyrics are obscure and sometimes outright silly, you can't help but be moved by their music.
  • E-lust: We live in a world larger than our egos, and understandably want to shrink it into manageable screens. And wouldn’t it just be lovely if our social lives were really servants of mice and keyboards?
  • Ex and bacon: All the crying has made that part a bit fuzzy, what is crystal clear though is picking up the 5 kilogram, metal-cast xylophone I was playing with and smashing it on his skull. Turns out he didn't like surprises either.

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