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Ben, Darius and I had gone to Dali, to a market on the lake, but we must have eaten something bad because, while I had a mild cold and a case of the runs, Ben had full on dysentery.
And without private toilets, the government’s public toilets, built as part of a new sanitation drive, with their open concrete cubicles located some distance away from the village, were no place to have dysentery.
October 1988