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  • A group of women of all ages discussing their innocence or guilt at the Women's Detention Center in Kabul Afghanistan
  • From the Queens Palaceoen can see the ruins of the King's Palace in Kabul
  • A soldier. A woman walking, to the market maybe. One clad in camouflage and the other draped in garments the color of the sky in your dreams. It's the fabric that tells a piece of their stories. The camouflage tells about years of training, dedication to an ideal, sacrifice to that ideal, navigations between family and country- the stuff a soldier would never complain about. And then there's that passing azure - a cloak, a shield. It's harder to imagine what story unfolds under the weight of a burqa. To the soldier's western gaze, that cloak may tell the story of oppression and inequality. To the steady gaze emanating from that small slit of space around the eyes in the midst of all that blue, the camouflage may tell the story of invasion and occupation. <br /> <br /> Or maybe, in this moment of passing, both recognize that the narrative is more complicated than that. Seemingly so separate, thrust together by circumstances, two individuals pass in the street. In that moment of passing, if they can recognize the humanity in the other, then the narratives clash just a little less and our disparate worlds get just a bit closer.
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