Botswana: Death Row Cell Where Dawn Is Memory and Grave Is Roommate

Gaborone — A heavily guarded metal door swings open. Entrance is restricted and monitored by guards.

As it shuts, the bang alone tells the story of confinement inside a maximum prison.

Inside, there are no chairs, no beds. Men in maroon uniforms sit on the cold concrete with their backs to the wall. All is utter silence.

The television set is switched off, and the cards they use to beat the wait for eternity or life have been surrendered.

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