... a stone’s throw across the Congolese border
Do you recall this 2008 issue of Orion ?
Oddly enough, I was struck by this single para when Lake Kivu rose !
Nor would you know that a stone’s throw across the Congolese border another war is raging. The stillness and peace of this lake, barely a ripple, betrays its history. During the genocide, Lake Kivu’s shoreline rose not by inches but by feet from the mass of bloated bodies floating like an enormous raft of death, a stinking sink of cholera and diseases.
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