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City of Trash
14 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
After the post-election glow, Baghdad is back in the real world. The streets are clogged with vehicles honking and people hawking.
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Black Hawk over Baghdad
11 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
A little video I did on leaving Baghdad’s International Zone.
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The Hurt Locker 2
10 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
Three days after Iraqis voted amid a barrage of bombs and Hollywood awarded Kathryn Bigelow’s The Hurt Locker six Academy Awards (including Best Picture and Best Director), I’m at Baghdad’s General Counter Explosive Directorate, the center of Iraq’s Explosive Ordnance Disposal programs.
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Baghdad: Election Day
08 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
Under the quarter moon, in the high beams of their armored vehicles, US soldiers are gearing up for the most important day of the Iraq War.
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Inside the Citadel
06 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
Friday. A day for prayer. Two days before the national elections. Still warm and sunny.
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Policing the International Zone
05 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
Pickup trucks, SUVs, military trucks, Humvees, fire trucks, ambulances. Honking. Singing. It all looks like a big tailgate party.
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Entry Control
05 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
The sky over Baghdad is deep blue. Last night’s rain has washed the air spick-and-span. The day billows with promise—all green palms and golden mosques.
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Getting My Press Credentials
04 Mar 2010 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
“Lock the back door.” The voice of our turret gunner is loud but calm, almost weary, like the voice of a steward on a commercial flight from New York to Paris.
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Thistle & trash
28 Nov 2009 by Dimiter Kenarov / 1 Comment
The end of November. Sofia, Bulgaria. I should be wearing a sweater underneath a zipped-up parka. A woolen hat, mittens perhaps. It used to snow here in November – a few centimeters, no more, the pleasant foreplay of winter, but enough for all the horned up skiers and snowboarders to start waxing their toys, glancing up occasionally at the white, diaphanous lingerie of nearby Mount Vitosha (2290 m).
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Chronicle of a Death Foretold
18 May 2009 by Dimiter Kenarov / No Comments
Georgi Stoev’s Gangster Pulp
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