Immobilier

“Take a look,” Liberto says, handing me an old photocopy.”That’s me, twenty-two years ago.” In the faded black-and-white photo, I see a man with a youthful face, a broad smile, and bright, passionate eyes. Yet Liberto was already forty-seven when the picture was taken. It’s hard to believe those eyes still held so much innocence after fourteen long years in the Saudi desert, building palaces and …