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Poetry and premonition (part three)
We were at the Commander’s headquarters in Khoja Bahauddin, close to the Taliban front lines but even closer to the Oxus River. The Oxus is beautiful there: so quiet, solemn, calm. We used to sit on the bank and watch it flow. The storyteller is… Read More
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