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Its more then a year ago since Israel attacked Gaza. I have been there just after the war and met the Abed Raboo family, they lost everything. Now I am back more then a year later, I am very happy to
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Drowned land, its cold, very cold in Bangladesh, especially if you only wear a Sari. I am arriving with a small boat in the early morning, I feel lost in this world at the same time it reminds me so
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At 3am at night a hundred Iraqi and American special forces attack the house in Tal Afar, a city in the north of Iraq not far from Mosul. Its pitch dark, no streetlights, no moon. I borrowed a night
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How to imagine the end of the world? Where the land ends and the seas continue, where the weather is rough and getting colder and colder. There is this last village in the southern hemisphere. They
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A bus is something weird. Its intimate because you travel, often for a long time with strangers, you see their habits, you have eye contact, or you get annoyed by someone. You are locked in this
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Where am I? It looks like Siberia, everything is white, no it must be the Carribean, colors ranging from deep blue to green. Often the landscape fits where you are or think you are. This time I am
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How must it be when your mum tells you that they she has to move to another country to work and earn money. You ask: ‘why you leave me? You don’t love me anymore? Who can I tell my secrets to?
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There she stands, a lonely tree in a forest of concrete. She seems healthy though, full of leaves. Its surprising because the greater urban area of Bogota, Colombia, is known for its pollution.
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