LIBYA: Voices from Misrata [Part 1]

Part 1 of 3 Driving into Misrata, my colleague Kristele remarked that it reminded her of Beirut, where she spent much of her childhood. The skeletons of shops, hotels, and apartments line Tripoli Street and old men drink tea next to bullet-ridden structures that can scarcely be called buildings. Misrata looks like the city it…