Friday Afternoon with Boko Haram

Eliza Griswold

I spent the Hezbollah war in Nigeria eating hummus in a Syrian cafe and watching rockets. Nights alone in a Kano hotel, I saw a girl grow famous on TV. I almost died in the north, you know. No you don’t. No one does but the photographer who crouched shotgun and begged the mob with hammered swords …


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