The cameras show the buildings falling and the numbers climbing, but nobody films the taxi driver in Mogadishu who stops showing up to work because his cousin didn't come home. Nobody counts the kids who stop going to school, the mothers who stop leaving the house, the whole rhythm of a city that just... pauses. That is the real cost — not the headline number, but the invisible one. The thing that doesn't photograph. In New York I watch people debate war like it is a policy question. In Somalia I watched people debate whether to leave, and that choice, the weight of it, that is what stays with you. The coverage shows you the explosion. It does not show you the silence after, when nobody speaks for three days because they are waiting to hear names.
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