18 September 2000 DUSHANBE-Khakim Salimov had no idea where he was, and there was no reason for him to think that the newly open cafe he had wandered into in the Tajik capital was anything out of the ordinary-except for the excited ruckus of the cafe’s inhabitants. Khakim said he assumed it was merely another place to grab a quick […]
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