He indicated a solitary rose drooping against a cracked wall in which curious lizards cocked their heads, and then he swept his arms encompassing everything around us. Continue ...
“God bless the Free Syrian Army!” a boy cries on an overcast, frigid February afternoon, his breath as gray as his surroundings, “God bless the Free Syrian Army!” ...
When he started walking, he would throw himself against walls. Continue Reading The Orphanage
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As the Jeeps rush down the highway, the old man, 73-year-old artist Alvaro Enciso, asks Alicia the names of the dead migrants. Continue Reading Dead Sites
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The cop climbs in the back seat and introduces himself, Naim. Like many Afghans he has just one name. Continue Reading Methods of Escape
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