AK-47 ammo casings on the ground, left over from the battle, with children playing in the background.


The name of another Kurdish martyr on the bullet ridden wall who lost their life at this spot.


The tail-fin of an ISIS mortar that was fired into the city.


A tree that miraculously survived the intense airstrikes on the frontline. Also, on the ground floor of a half-destroyed building was a shop.


I ventured over to discover it was a barber shop and was by greeted the proprietor. He was trying to return to some sort of normality after the mayhem and horror that had descended on the city 18 months prior.