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       By: chandna rani Date: September 9, 2023, 4:53 am
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       They were the ones who told me what was happening. They said
       that there was blood in the streets, in the hallways and on the
       stairs, that the elevator doors were perforated, that there were
       shoes that were left lying around and that belonged to people
       escaping the massacre. They were the ones who told me that they
       had stripped and arrested those they considered to be leaders of
       the protest.
       That night I was breastfeeding my son Felipe, who was still
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       much a baby, and I couldn't go there. But
       the next morning, after breastfeeding him, I went to the area.
       Then, I found a landscape like the one they had described to me.
       It was truly a war scene. There were still the tanks and the
       soldiers, and the shoes my friend had told me about were piled
       up there. On the floor there was broken glass from different
       stores.
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       That morning I saw a soldier who from a public telephone booth
       said: "Hand me the child, hand me the child, I don't know how
       long they will keep us here." From that day on I began to visit
       different people and began to understand what had happened. At
       the same time I received people in my house, people who had been
       there during the massacre. I went, then, taking their
       testimonies and choosing those that were most important and
       interesting to me, but above all those that had a greater
       emotional charge. On Sundays, which was visiting day at the
       Lecumberri prison, he would go to talk to the detainees. The
       result was a choral book, a book of testimonies. It is a mosaic
       of voices that build a story.
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