“One morning I was standing amid the blown-up storefronts
and the broken buildings of Jadi Maiwand, the main shopping street before it
became a battlefield, and I was trying to take it in when I suddenly had the
sensation one sometimes feels in the tropics, believing that a rock is moving,
only to discover it is a reptile perfectly camouflaged. They were crawling out
to greet me: legless men, armless boys, women in tents. Children without teeth.
Hair stringy and matted.
“Help us, they said.”
Dexter Filkins, “The Forever War,” 2008
Hurting, asking for help, Kabul, 2005-2006
(Photos: Jim Chiavelli)
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