They have no idea what is coming next. So when the clock struck midnight, Damascus let rip.
People danced into the morning in thumping clubs and others launched fireworks from city squares, where motorcyclists did wheelies while wearing Syria's revolutionary flag as capes. Masked members of the new security forces carrying AK-47s wished people health and good tidings.
Couples danced and kissed, friends hugged, DJs played revolutionary songs, and partygoers chanted anti-Assad slogans at the top of their lungs.
This story is from the January 02, 2025 edition of The Wall Street Journal.
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