It always happens, wherever I move. As soon as I settle in, somebody tries to get rid of me already. A few minutes ago, a car bomb exploded outside of my house in Bari, Italy. Luckily, it happened during lunchtime when most of Italy is asleep. It looked to me like nobody died.
The view from my window:
This brings to mind my story from a few months ago, when I revealed Al-Qaeda’s new instructions to their followers, which included the torching of parked cars.