Afghans, the Refugees’ Refugees
He left again. And again. And again. Each time he was sent back. At home, he would work 16-hour days to save up for the ever-increasing smugglers’ fees and then set off again.
Ahmad’s most recent deportation tipped the scale in favor of fatalism. “This last time, I really lost hope. There is nothing anywhere for me,” he said, a glass pipe wedged above his right ear.
Across the bridge, in a bare subterranean office, a ruddy, overweight man who called himself Humayoon told me he had been working as a smuggler for 25 years. He boasted that business had never been better.… Seguir leyendo »