Beirut’s curving seafront promenade is one of the most diverse places in a city dominated by private spaces catering predominantly to particular classes, sects or communities. During dusk, fishermen line the railings overlooking the sea below, group of men or women bring their water pipe – argileh – down to the seaside. It’s their way of finding respite from the chaos of the city.
It is place where everyone respects each other. It is a place where you have a young girl running with shorts and a woman in hijab walking next to her. They look at each other and smile. You have the rich and the poor, the young and old, the Muslim and Christian, and it seems so natural.