Bukhara, Uzbekistan, on Thursday, October 23, 2014.
Laghman for lunch at Chinar.
Since Tashkent, I’d noticed that a lot of restaurants have big groups of women, laughing and gossiping as old girlfriends do. Akmal told me that this is relatively new; ten years ago, most women’s social gatherings were never in public. The times, they are a changin’.
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