When I reach the traffic jam, I park my car, at the end of Yerevan bridge and take the stairs leading up to Geitawi, a neighborhood I grew to love. This route is the usual track I walk, though sometime I change and take a parallel street, as I find the neighborhood inspiring to me. I often take photos of the changing place and the constant faces that I greet most mornings like the butcher (Naamtallah) and the cigarettes shop owner (Elie Saba), among others.