“To travel in Eastern Congo and talk to villagers is to uncover layers and layers of routinized rape. In a camp of displaced people, we asked to talk to a rape victim, and one was immediately brought over. To ensure her privacy, we took her under a tree away from other people, but after ten minutes, a long line of women formed nearby.

“What are you all doing here?” we asked.

“‘We’re all rape victims,’ explained the woman in front. ‘We’re waiting to tell our stories, too.'”

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