The Women’s Bazaar

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In the Dur Baba District in the Nangarhar Province in eastern Afghanistan, there is a huge bazaar where people buy and sell their young girls and women as brides.

War

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To buy his family’s safety, your father spends every Afghani
he has saved for the last 30 years. Your mother sells
her jewelry.

A Lonely Rain

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Me and my loneliness. An empty world.

Flood Is on the Way

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The thunder threatens,
rapes the women who live this war.

Child of War

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Every boom reminded me how I spent my entire beautiful childhood in a war, how we hid under the basement stairs, crying and in hopeless fear of the Taliban.

Biking on the Streets of Kabul

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On our second group bike ride in Darlaman, an old man stopped us. All of us were scared, but he told us: “You girls raise Afghanistan’s flag.”

Sabera’s Story of Resistance

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Sabera’s tragic life doesn’t fit onto one or two blank sheets of paper. But I admire her ambition to continue life despite so many traumas.

Once in a While

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Come. Be like the stars—
Start a new life full of love
for our homeland,
for our children who live here.

Black

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Black is when you want to say something, but don’t.

Is Unity More Than a Slogan?

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Who can guarantee that the two sides can continue with national unity in the future? Who will guarantee that the losing candidate won’t continue to object to the winner?