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• Little fish: Some 2 million years ago, give or take ten minutes, in a cheery cave in central Africa, an ancestor paused in an unprecedented moment of consideration and regarded his mate.
• Business beef: I generally tend to avoid potentially violent confrontations in closed environments, especially when said environments float at around 50,000 feet.
• Damn the stage: Rabih Mroue believes that Lebanese theater is a thankless, sadistic mistress; and success takes time and plenty of passion. Not to mention an aversion to money.
• Armenian school of rock: Armenian rocker Eileen Khatchadourian has managed to blend traditional Armenian rhythms with rock, and more rock. Here's how she did it.
• 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.
• The gypsy emperor: Michel Elefteriades – guerilla fighter, artist, musician –doesn't even consider himself Lebanese, rather the Emperor of Nowhereistan, a state with no land and where everyone is welcome. Provided they pass the test. Where do we sign up?
• Whither thou goest: They stared at each other for a long time, him through the mask and her through a wispy cloud of existential angst. Whatever magic they shared was absolutely lost on me.
• Tone deaf: The best writers write effortlessly; as soon as their hands touch the keyboard their fingers weave pieces of their lives, dreams and that obscure art they saw while stumbling into the trash-bins drunk, on Friday night.
• Dirty Diana: Our eyes locked and he let out a menacing squeak. I lunged at him, and he was gone before I landed. The hunt was on.
• Runway comfort: Rabih Kayrouz lets Beirut speak through his designs. He believes that good clothes, like good homes, should be as comfortable to live in as they are beautiful to look at.
• Venus attacks: He stops and sniffs his drink. Their eyes lock for half a minute – but men are ill-equipped for these games.