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Itís nearly dinner time in Mweso, a small village in the eastern Democratic Republic of Congo, but the nuns Iím staying with insist they donít need my help preparing it. So I relax on the porch and watch the road across the clearing, where villagers walk by on bent knees, flanked by tall trees with leaves like unfurled swan wings. The war is near, but not here, not now.
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