How a journalist chases a monster, Part 1
The first in a series that pulls back the curtain on seven years of reporting.
It was in a sickly green, fluorescent-lit meeting room in Bukavu, in eastern Democratic Republic of the Congo, seven years ago that someone whispered to me that babies were being gang-raped in a nearby town. I’d been there for many hours listening to the stories of rape survivors for an unrelated article when a resea…
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