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sib, douri douri ya dwalib , barki mnerba7, barki mnerba7, barki war2etna
bitsib! The Lebanese lottery, way before the Loto and Sana Nasr, where orphan
children would roll the wheels making all eyes shine and twinkle, hoping the
number of their tickets would show up – unless sadly you get the “consolation
prize” should you get a ticket with a different denomination. Millionaires were
made, but every week the hope trumped the fear, and on it went.