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As the graves were exposed, one by one, someone would recognize a piece of clothing on the body and one or two of the women would start wailing for their son or husband. . . . |
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of Koreme gravesite, ©1992 Jim Briscoe |
Koreme,
1992 ©Susan Meiselas |
Twenty seven times I had to get up and go for a short walk and smoke my pipe. |