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My Serbian neighbor invited me in for coffee.


She introduced me to a boy about three years-old and told me she was waiting to see a judge about adopting the boy.


I accompanied her to the local town hall in The Hague.

Just then, a teenage girl approached us claiming to be the boy's mother, but my neighbor rebuked her.


I held the baby during the adoption ceremony.


After the ceremony, the mayor signed the adoption papers.


In a fast change of events, my neighbor stabbed two young men in the stomach with a small hand dagger she had concealed in the waistband of her skirt.


She said she remembered the two men as opposing soldiers during the genocide.


Then I woke up.


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