One thing nobody tells you about adulthood is how fun it is to become your own person. One day you randomly start liking jazz, olive green, expensive dark chocolate, documentaries about volcanoes, weird lamps, sparkling water, books about loneliness in Tokyo, silver jewelry and quiet cafés. Your personality keeps unfolding forever if you let it.
“I was never broken.”
Ramadan Nishori was 21 when he was sexually assaulted during the war, in a police station in Drenas, September 1998.
Today, he becomes the first man to speak publicly.
For survivors. For the truth.
Never forget. Never forgive.
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