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The Wakhan corridor in Afghanistan is a remote place. Steep mountains and rough walls are intersected by the river valleys that weave the Pamir, Tien Shan, Karakorum and Hindu Kush, high mountain ranges and house of Marco Polo's expeditions. Modernity has only touched on these hard-to-reach places and the harshness of the territory has for now preserved a life that is certainly very hard but also authentically traditional. The Wakhan corridor, today Afghan territory, is the result of a division of territories between the English and Russian empires in 1873. The imperialist ax suddenly separated the Wakhi people. The borders became impassable and the lines of communication collapsed, the people had to find their own way. At the beginning of the 20th century, Kyrgyzstan shepherds who sought to safeguard their traditional way of life from foreigner interference fled to the most inhospitable parts of the Wakhan Corridor, on the Little Pamir plateau, a legendary place where they were isolated from the harshest conditions environmental issues until these years. The journey to get here is an unforgettable odyssey that takes a lot of time, effort and tenacity. Moving for days on the back of a horse, through impossible paths, whipping wind, rarefied air high mountain passes, sleeping in yurts or sharing the starry sky and a cozy bonfire with the lovely local people represents the realization of a dream that in the modern world that makes everything disappear and fade is unlikely to repeat again.

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The West has abandoned the peoples of Afghanistan to their fate. The red of the traditional kyrgyzy clothes now becomes a deeper red, an omen of suffering and despair. The look of this girl today takes on a very strong meaning, a testimony and a symbol of those who are asking us for help, for themselves and for all Afghan women. The arrival of the Taliban is also imminent up here among the plateaus and the peaks of the small Afghan Pamir, those who can try to escape but in the mountains winter is already upon us. Her eyes look deeply into the whole West. Peoples and ethnic groups as old as the earth are about to fall into the abyss.

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The Wakhan corridor in Afghanistan is a remote place. Steep mountains and rough walls are intersected by the river valleys that weave the Pamir, Tien Shan, Karakorum and Hindu Kush, high mountain ranges and house of Marco Polo's expeditions. Modernity has only touched on these hard-to-reach places and the harshness of the territory has for now preserved a life that is certainly very hard but also authentically traditional. The Wakhan corridor, today Afghan territory, is the result of a division of territories between the English and Russian empires in 1873. The imperialist ax suddenly separated the Wakhi people. The borders became impassable and the lines of communication collapsed, the people had to find their own way. At the beginning of the 20th century, Kyrgyzstan shepherds who sought to safeguard their traditional way of life from foreigner interference fled to the most inhospitable parts of the Wakhan Corridor, on the Little Pamir plateau, a legendary place where they were isolated from the harshest conditions environmental issues until these years. The journey to get here is an unforgettable odyssey that takes a lot of time, effort and tenacity. Moving for days on the back of a horse, through impossible paths, whipping wind, rarefied air high mountain passes, sleeping in yurts or sharing the starry sky and a cozy bonfire with the lovely local people represents the realization of a dream that in the modern world that makes everything disappear and fade is unlikely to repeat again.

my red pamir collection image

The West has abandoned the peoples of Afghanistan to their fate. The red of the traditional kyrgyzy clothes now becomes a deeper red, an omen of suffering and despair. The look of this girl today takes on a very strong meaning, a testimony and a symbol of those who are asking us for help, for themselves and for all Afghan women. The arrival of the Taliban is also imminent up here among the plateaus and the peaks of the small Afghan Pamir, those who can try to escape but in the mountains winter is already upon us. Her eyes look deeply into the whole West. Peoples and ethnic groups as old as the earth are about to fall into the abyss.

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