Memories of a dreadful time

  • By HRCE
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We were young and naïve… The idea of starting a newspaper or a magazine came in a veryinformal way in a rather casual setting. We were having coffee indowntown Asmara at Bar Bereket with my friend school mate MedhanieHaile. I used to be an assistant editor…

A Refugee At last

  • By HRCE
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I was born and grew up in Asmara, a city whose loveaffair never ends; it resonates in my heart in every second of myjourney to seek refuge elsewhere. I have attended my primary, highschool and University classes there. It is a place where I have seen…