My adorable cousins in Misurata, helping clean weapons.
The kid in the helmet is the son of Khali Mohmoud, commander/something or other of the first battalion in Misurata. On our way from Tripoli to Misurata - two months give or take before the revolution - he asked us what we thought was best for Libya: “Malikia, Jamahiriya, ow Democracia?”
He never told us what he thought, but I think now we know : )
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