Three days ago I was told to pack up and be ready to fly to Kabul tomorrow morning. The photos are from this month. O Kandahar will I look back upon thee with fondness for clean skies and garden flowers, for sunrises and sunsets, for today's soaking, with fondness I will remember. What will I not remember? I don't know, in fact, I'm beginning to forget already.
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| Babur's forty steps |
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| The Shrine of Baba Wali |
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| Say, did you drive all the way from California? Sure did, just hopped on the ten and didn't stop until taliban started shooting at me. |
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