“You know.. We have reporters entering the camp all the time. They come in with their big camera’s, they take a few photo’s ask a few questions and then leave again. No matter how many photo’s they take or how many stories we tell them, nothing changes. We are still stuck here in the mud while our lives pass by. We don’t need another story written about us, we need a solution.” (Dunkirk)

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