‘Fallujah Is Fine, Now Go Back to Sleep’
My friend from Baquba visited me yesterday. He brought the usual giant lunch of home-cooked food he always brings when he comes to see me. I’m still eating it, actually. I had it again for dinner tonight. Ah, the typical Iraqi meal. He owns four large tents, and rents them to people in his city … Continue reading “‘Fallujah Is Fine, Now Go Back to Sleep’”