“I also wore the burka to discover for myself what it is like to be an
Afghan woman; what it feels like to squash into the chock-a-block back rows
reserved for women, when the rest of the bus is half empty, what it feels like
to squeeze into the boot of a taxi because a man is occupying the back seat,
what it feels like to be stared at as a tall and attractive burka and receive
your first burka compliment from a man in the street.”
Asne Seierstad, “The Bookseller of Kabul,” 2002
Top: Waiting for a taxi, Shar-e Naw, Kabul, 2007.
Middle: Mother and son, Kabul, 2007.
Bottom: Floating near Camp Eggers, Kabul, 2005.
(Photos: Jim Chiavelli)
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