My dad's half-Lebanese my mom is full Lebanese. I'm three-quarters Lebanese. Irish-Lebanese.
It was so quiet that morning in Paris that the heels of my two companions and myself were loud on the deserted pavements. It was a city of shuttered shops and barred windows and deserted avenues.
By Thursday morning, we'd gotten over the worst of it.
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