[responsivevoice_button voice="UK English Male" buttontext="Listen to Post"] This morning, while driving to work along the Beirut waterfront, I passed near the old Tokyo restaurant, that strange and unforgettable building by the old Manara lighthouse, facing the Sporting Basketball Club. It was being demolished. For a brief moment, I slowed down, not because traffic forced me to, but because something in the scene demanded that I look.