August 2003
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Recalling a Rape and Its Aftermath
SANTIAGO, Dominican Republic, 2003 — As the rickety puddle jumper bumps its way down, I see the rolling green mountains and bright blue curves of ocean. Coming in closer, it looks like there are hundreds of brightly painted train cars, but they turn out to be Santiago’s housing projects—as faceless as any in Philadelphia.
In fact, the nearer we get to the ground, the more...