Now on her fourth trip to work in Sudan, Lee McKenna writes, "For the longest time, it seems as if the only people getting on the Turkish Airline flight to Khartoum are me and a lone man perched on a wooden stool – I am assuming that this hole-in-the-wall gate goes with the status accorded to suspicious characters headed for one of those nasty places on lists: no seats, a modest counter and one stool, occupied. His rumpled, desert-grey suit is draped over a thin frame, his teeth not a priority, long facial features below a thinning crop of shiny grey-brown hair...."
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