memories of a vanished world – Damascus

1988 we came to Damascus. we wanted to visit our friend Ron, who studied here.  and I remember Adil, who introduced me to the secrets of the vaults of the city. I discovered a different new world here. full of workshops and craftsmen. for weeks I ran up and down the streets in the old quarter. I stepped into every workshop I could find.  now this life is gone

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