I shall never forget the African torture victim, a young man no older than I was at the time, who had become mentally ill after all he had endured in his homeland. He trembled uncontrollably as he spoke into a video camera about the brutality inflicted upon him. He was a foot taller than I was, and seemed as fragile as a child. I was given the job of escorting him back to the Underground Station afterwards, and this man whose life had been shattered by cruelty took my hand with exquisite courtesy, and wished me future happiness. 我将永远不会忘记一个非洲酷刑的受害者,一名当时还没有我大的年轻男子,他因在故乡的经历而精神错乱。在摄像机前讲述被残暴地摧残的时候,他颤抖失控。他比我高一英尺,却看上去像一个脆弱的儿童。我被安排随后护送他到地铁站,这名生活已被残酷地打乱的男子,小心翼翼地握着我的手,祝我未来生活幸福。
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