In the punt on the river in the cave, beneath the dim light of glowing worms, it was thoughts of my own death that consumed me.
In the punt on the river in the cave, beneath the dim light of glowing worms, it was thoughts of my own death that consumed me.
A civilian in Tehran chronicles a country trapped between bombardment and repression—too terrorized to move, let alone start an uprising.
What drew many people to the city was not luxury but, rather, stability and the feeling of remove from war. As Iran attacks the U.A.E., that sense of distance is…