DRC365 #332

Patrol. Every morning without fail the UN helicopters would fly over our house (and office) on their way to patrol conflict hotspots outside of the city of Goma. We became so used to it that conversation would naturally lull and any announcements pause as soon as the distant hum of the rotors was heard. Flying low over the lake they were a common sight in our daily lives. 

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