I asked a victim of rape if she felt protected by any of the military here. She simply said "I don't trust any man wearing a uniform."
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I'm sitting in the dark, due to a huge rainstorm as I write this, from the balcony of the International Medical Corps guesthouse in Bukavu, eastern DRC.
Today we went into the camps. No matter how many photos or documentaries we watch, nothing can compare to the experience of being in those camps.
Rwanda felt peaceful, but upon crossing the border, the violence which I have read so much about became apparent.
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