FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE

摘要

All along the road to Knydos, the olive groves went untended. Skyline windmills squatted beneath the skeletal remains of rotted sails, Abandoned chapels, weatherstripped of their frescoed plaster, had been customised as cow byres and country storerooms. In a scruffy village spiked by a single minaret, ofd women prayed behind their windows and hens pecked at the dust.