I spend most of my time in Kabul in bubbles that are only marginally “in Afghanistan.” I move from campus, to the guesthouse where I live, to grocery stores and places to eat that cater to expats. It is in the van traveling from one to another where I see the most interesting things. The faces of the people here are so amazing — especially the elderly and the young. This little guy was squatting at the very edge of the road one chilly December day.