What was it like to kill? Dispatching people violently by the hundreds - neighbours, strangers, acquaintances, friends - one by one, by beating or strangling, by knife or by gun, with threats and smiles, all with the tacit consent of the army? How do they feel, after all these years?
Proud, of course.
Proud enough to recount those dark deeds in detail, as Anwar Congo does.
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