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  • presidents (25)in #prison • 2 days ago
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    [Philippine's human rights violations] A Thousand Little Deaths Growing Up Under Martial Law in the Philippines #4/152

    Still, I was grateful that I was not eating alone in a prison cell. The pregnant young woman was at the far edge of the table from where I sat. I couldn’t hear her when she…
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    • presidents (25)in #cesar • 11 days ago
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      [Philippine's human rights violations] A Thousand Little Deaths Growing Up Under Martial Law in the Philippines #3/152

      When you see Cesar, let him know what you would like to eat so Aling will cook it whenever you want,” he continued. Cesar was our family driver, and had been with us for many…
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      • presidents (25)in #detained • last month
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        [Philippine's human rights violations] A Thousand Little Deaths Growing Up Under Martial Law in the Philippines #2/152

        I was dispatched to a conference room where I saw several men chatting, reading, or sleeping. These men were, I discerned quickly, other political prisoners. Picked up in various…
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        • presidents (25)in #personnel • 10 months ago
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          [Philippine's human rights violations] A Thousand Little Deaths Growing Up Under Martial Law in the Philippines #1/152

          December 1973 “Don’t stiffen your fingers. Relax them,” the officer instructed me. I was sitting on a gray metal chair next to a battered desk with him behind it. We were in a…
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