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...machine gun in his desk drawer. Two of the girls in Qawasmeh's school have been injured in the fighting that broke out 1 1/2 years ago. Shireen Rajabi, 8, has a scar above her right eyebrow; she says a soldier hit her with his rifle butt at a checkpoint...
...month ago, a Pajero jeep with four men and three burka-clad women was stopped at a checkpoint in Chapri, a village with an ancient stone arch that serves as a gateway to the Pakistani tribal region. Two tribal militiamen questioned one of the passengers and was surprised that he spoke no Pashtu. He was a Yemenite. All the passengers were ordered out of the car, and the militiamen noticed that the women in the burkas were very tall; one of them wore men's sandals. They turned out to be African men, two Sudanese and a Mauritanian. Their Pakistani...
...month ago, a Pajero jeep with four men and three burka-clad women was stopped at a checkpoint in Chapri, a village with an ancient stone arch that serves as a gateway to the Pakistani tribal region. Two tribal militiamen questioned one of the passengers and was surprised that he spoke no Pashtu. He was a Yemenite. All the passengers were ordered out of the car, and the militiamen noticed that the women in the burkas were very tall; one of them wore men's sandals. They turned out to be African men, two Sudanese and a Mauritanian. Their Pakistani...
...Lafayette is the Gendarmenmarkt, perhaps the most beautiful square in Berlin. Heavily damaged in the war, it was rebuilt by the East German authorities. The square is ringed by fine restaurants, such as Lutter & Wegner and Restaurant Borchardt, where government ministers dine with their aides. Further down Friedrichstrasse is Checkpoint Charlie, the main cold war crossing point from east to west. A guard house marks the entrance to the old American sector in Berlin...
...journey begins in Kandahar on a rainy weekday morning. After a long drive, we reach a Pakistani checkpoint. The 4x4 is discarded for motorbikes, on which we travel along back paths across the border. Once we get inside Pakistan, a car, indistinguishable from the swarms of similar models around it, picks up the travelers and cuts through the slow traffic of the border bazaar. It proceeds along a back road to the outskirts of town. "There are many Talibs here," says a guide. "Everyone knows, but everyone protects them...