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My Middle Eastern Television experience today was artfully comprised of musical sequences where people are running and beautiful girls are slapped across their faces for some unspoken transgressions… Perhaps when one has has enough hookah the mind begins to wonder. Sometimes it wanders into trouble and other times into unspeakable beauty like watching the sky erupt into showers as a man in a business suit is just a bit too far from his car. To be joined in a rocking chair by a aging man and to share a silence that still gives some air of wisdom. To share something.
