Recently, we had the opportunity to visit the refugee camps in Cox’s Bazar, Bangladesh.
The experience left us profoundly moved, not just because of the sight of so many tarpaulin-and-bamboo houses or the men, women and children who dwell in them – two families per house – but also because of the palpable desolation that only statelessness can bring out.
Mario Villarroel Lander
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Mario Enrique Villarroel Lander
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