To get the most breaking stories, journalists have often gone places no one else would. Iraq. Iran. Bosnia. Bin-Laden’s hut. Some are not lucky enough to return, and their commitment and sacrifice to the written word is laudable.
Keeping these precedents in mind, I decided to do a little investigative journalism of my own. I risked life, limb and exposure of my IP address (and file share) to bring you the truth. In a way, I am ruining the story for you. Since I am writing this, you know that I came back safely. Yes, that is true. Physically, I am still intact. But I am not the same.
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