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Dec 2020
South Africa
Diamond Mines

  Workers wait for the whistle anxious
  to get on the clock making money. They
  shuffle. Angry yellow eyes stare at
  white keepers with guns and sneers.
  They wait. They're strip searched at
  end of shift checking for diamonds
  smuggled out in *******. They wait.
  They revolt and the white turns red.
William J Donovan
Written by
William J Donovan  76/M/New Bern, NC
(76/M/New Bern, NC)   
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