Herat is today a quiet place. Quiet as it may be a city of Afghanistan. In effect, that is, war is elsewhere, in the villages and the mountains on the borders of the country: places such as the territory north of Shindand where the last day of February has fallen in the alpine attack Massimo Ranzani.
Of course, in Herat at any time there may be a bomb that explodes at the passing of a column of military vehicles, or a suicide bomber who blows himself up among a crowd of a market. But for the half million inhabitants of the city and province, ordinary life goes on insecurity and poverty, as well as intellectual material, a country at war for ten years.
Of course, in Herat at any time there may be a bomb that explodes at the passing of a column of military vehicles, or a suicide bomber who blows himself up among a crowd of a market. But for the half million inhabitants of the city and province, ordinary life goes on insecurity and poverty, as well as intellectual material, a country at war for ten years.
