These chilling words are familiar. They could have been said in Moscow or Prague during the early 1980s, when Communist dictators tolerated no dissent. But I heard them in May 1993 from a journalist in the newly independent state of Turkmenistan,[1] formerly the Soviet republic of Turkmenia, where communism is a thing of the past, but its practices continue.
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