A dust storm set in today. Not the first. Not the worst. Everything is cast in a brown-orange tint and Kashmir by Led Zeppelin plays in my head. Our unit has been here in country for over 9 months now. When we first arrived the "skies were red" for weeks. But these shots are all from today.
Truck: Old World
Truck: New World (self portrait)
Almost Invisible
Invisible
Taxi Not In Service
Boys And A Hood
"Objects May Appear..."
I've seen men holding hands, not unusual or gay here, just a cultural difference. I've seen women hold hands once or twice, or hold a child's hand, but these are the first male and female adults I've seen holding hands in Iraq. Perhaps a good thing that I missed their hands and they're faces are blurred. This act of public affection that we in America, perhaps take for granted, is apparently a taboo here.
I don't know what this says. The pictures are explanation enough. A billboard in downtown Diwaniya.
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