Malino
March 12, 2002
"In peace, the children bury their fathers; in war, the fathers bury their children".
On the streets of the city of Ambon, those living that day, whether Muslim or Christian, embracing, crying, happy to be making peace, essentially buried something that had become an integral part of their life stories: a past. They wanted to lay to rest memory cloyed with blood and revenge of the previous three years: memory of three years of civi
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