The dust is everywhere, that's why everyone is coughing so much. A truck crossed in front of me and I saw what looked like life size ghosts. The life-size ghosts went right on down the road. They were ghosts of a soldiers with weapons and backpacks....
It took me a few minutes to understand that the 'ghosts' were in fact soldiers covered in dust. I couldn't see the soldiers, just their shadows.
I'm still waiting for a helicopter. There are few of other journalists waiting.
I hope we'll leave this evening.
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