If ever I win the lottery, I am going to buy myself a
house. This feral house, (see picture above) to be specific. It takes up about half a city block in
Beirut, and is abandoned,
neglected and overgrown. Beirut (and Lebanon) has loads of feral houses, but it is a universal phenomenon. I had to photograph it in bits and pieces, and then Photoshop made this out of it, which I thought was quite appropriate.
It’s the former house of Takkidine el-Solh, a onetime
prime minister, who, like so many, eventually settled abroad and died
there. I assume it belongs to the el Solh family, as the last inhabitant
was Takkidine el-Solh.
Unfortunately, it is not for sale; people like that do
not need the money. Besides, I would
first need to win the lottery. And in order to do that, I will have to actually
play in the lottery. My friends will have to wait.
1 comment:
Ha ha . A nice little story. cheers.
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