What the Commission Entered Into Evidence
The hearing room was on the third floor of a building in Geneva that had been designed to make you feel small—high ceilings, tall windows that admitted light but not warmth, a long table behind which three commissioners sat with their faces arranged in expressions of judicial neutrality. It was March 1983. Rose O'Connor was forty-five. She had not expected to be here, but then she had not...
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