Beirut monster, Beirut the monster, the beast, the city that swallows all, the killers, the martyrs, the innocent bystanders, names have been changed to protect the innocent, the guilty and those who are in between, but the beast is lurking inside everyone, inside Beirut itself via all of us in Beirut.
Illustrations hanging on a wall, portraying the worst of what Beirut has to offer, predators galore everywhere, on the stairs, in bathrooms, bedrooms, television screens and traffic jammed streets. All of them waiting, lurking, snapping the best opportunity to devour, eat, relish and feast on our worst insecurities and fears.
