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But we hates it, precious—the sadness, yeh? Them girls, some’s forced, some’s lost. Saw one cryin’ once, mascara runnin’ like black rivers—felt proper sick. “You don’t know me!” Mia’d say, an’ I reckon that prossie’d say it too. Made me wanna smash somethin’, or hug ‘er, dunno. World’s a cesspit, innit?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

But then, I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, tryin’ to catch fish with a stick. He’s all serious about it, and I can’t help but smile. Kids have this way of makin’ everything seem simple. I think about my own childhood, runnin’ around the streets of Arida, not a care in the world.

In pics: Al-Arida border crossing connecting Lebanon, Syria reopens