“To my surprise, it was a place where my thoughts were the most lucid. I wasn’t bogged down in random trivial details or the luxury of time-consuming over-analysis. This place forced you to live because at any moment, life could be lost. Ramadi forced me to die unto myself.” DeathIraqIraq WarTrivialityOveranalysisRamadi Book:Quixote in Ramadi: An Indigenous Account of Imperialism Source: Quixote in Ramadi: An Indigenous Account of Imperialism
“Ramadi’s sky was generously filled with stars. Celestial ornaments set against a banner of a deep blue velvet sky. It was a place where hell, death, and heaven were so clear and the closest I’ve felt to all three in my life.” DeathHeavenHellIraqIraq WarRamadi Book:Quixote in Ramadi: An Indigenous Account of Imperialism Source: Quixote in Ramadi: An Indigenous Account of Imperialism