I had shaved my beard for the last time in Iran, with the hope that it would grow enough to help me blend in. I never try to look like the locals do. It is a matter of sincerity. I want to be perceived as what I am: a foreigner. But a beard gives you extra points in a country where bear-bearing grants respectability…
While I was afraid of the Taliban, a mouse fears me…
No one associates flowers with Afghanistan…
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