So this is from the backseat shortly after the abduction last week. "Oh keep on taking pictures," he was saying. "Me. I don't care." I thought this was nice but I also knew what it ultimately meant.
The grapes were plastic, but a nice touch nonetheless.
After we changed cars like five or six times and I think crossed into Pakistan. we reached a house and then they all did their scary-boy-jihadist thing with the knives for a while. At this point the light had gotten really flat so I started shooting in black and white.
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