Volume 50, Number 13 · August 14, 2003
The Occupation
By Max Rodenbeck
It was late April, and the pink roses in Chemical Ali's garden were in fragrant bloom. The new, self-anointed governor of this region had requisitioned the riverside villa for his headquarters. I asked him if he knew the whereabouts of its owner, a cousin of Saddam Hussein best remembered for gassing the Kurds. My host frowned thoughtfully.
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