Kuwait microNarrative : Souk Sharq

Not to find one’s way around a city does not mean much. But to lose one’s way in a city, as one loses one’s way in a forest, requires some schooling. Street names must speak to the urban wanderer like the snapping of dry twigs, and little streets in the heart of the city must reflect the times of day, for him, as clearly as a mountain valley. This art I acquired rather late in life; it fulfilled a dream, of which the first traces were labyrinths on the blotting papers in my school notebooks.

Walter Benjamin

Rafael Portilo, our Kuwait based contributor, on an ambulant exploration of Souk al Sharq corniche records his stroll in sepia toned images.

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