We, the three of us, walked back into the living room. There had been several hours of 'playtime' and toys were strewn everywhere. "It's like Beirut in here," I laughed. M pointed out that it would have been unlikely, during the devastating Lebanese war, to have seen the streets littered with a push-along dog, a Thomas the Tank train and several Bob The Builder toys. I will never use a cliche again.
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