PDF Rome, Italy – March 2016 I took the photo above shortly before falling asleep at a table across the street. It was a beautiful spring evening. We’d been rocketed the morning before in Afghanistan, and a day later, I was sitting outside a cafe in Rome, admiring the beauty and permanence which had existed through two millennia. Sitting there drinking wine, a breeze gently rustling the awning above me, the low murmurs in Italian as people strolled by enjoying the evening, the stress eb...
