Constantine

Of Al Hamra street in downtown Beirut, there's a quiet warm cafe. I walked by it a couple of times... and then, slowly and quietly I'd come closer to probe, peek and delve into this cosy warm perhaps even cute cafe, just of Al Hamra street. There, I sat and ordered my Turkish coffee, sweet, unfortunately the young man brought with the sugar on the side... and I sat, I observed and slowly the older guy started to speak, he asked my where I'm from, and I told him: "Iraq"

His name is Constantine, he's 50 years old and he gave me advice for free.. He said: "When you're in a relationship, scratch under the surface every now and then..."