I made of Persepolis a musical experience, with Pink Floyd in my MP3… Walking around the ruined city once destroyed by Alexander the Great…
In the base of a stairway, a lion was sculpted in the act of hunting a gazelle. An eternal representation of a travelling moment.
At that time good soldiers didn’t need to shave. Legions of bearded Persian lancers align in the walls. With two weeks to go before entering Afghanistan I would love to just borrow their look in order to look more Afghan…
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