Afghanistan, July-August 1969 – Page 9

Rollens and Bea-Edins’ PAFA DAFF

Der Naturen wie sie Avische Wanderung
uber der dru Klein. in Hannar.

Royal Airline in Aryan. The hotels are
Aryan. The Anisch Sourn firmly hangs over
Afghanistan as an anti-British ideological
weapon of the 20’s when it was hoped by the
German high command that Afghanistan would join
the war.
Brilliantly decorated lorry with smell of herdsmen
from a sweaty handed boy.

There comes a point where aggressive
masculinity becomes a look. One longs for the
female to see a  lust for the louche sexuality
of a Naples street. The erect grounnell of ke or a Naples street
horsmen heads culd sigh
     In the car is an emancipated Afghan lady.
Peter mistook her for a man, a strange man
but certainly a man. She wears her hair close
cropped, a white nylon shirt and grey
flannel trousers. Still she’s more comfortable than me
solitary figure in the back totally draped in canvas