Talk to combat journalists long enough and even in places where there is no light, you feel a shadow hanging around some of them. The shadow is that of friends –fellow combat journalists with whom they often shared a bond so quietly powerful that most of the rest of humanity can never really gauge its force –friends who are no longer here, the ones who were killed while covering war. And it is their shadow that never seems to fade with time. These were the friends who got up one morning in a war zone and took a wrong turn either literally or metaphorically.
“Under Fire: Journalists in Combat” Scene
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