DUMBALO, Pakistan
- Every night as he lay on his frayed straw cot, Chatan Bheel plotted
his escape.
The plantation
where he worked as a bonded laborer is a four-day walk from the nearest
town and the sole road cutting through the fields was policed by gun-toting
guards.
So when he saw
a chance to make a break last year, while the field foreman slept
after a heavy lunch, he took it. He set off on foot, dragging his
leg irons through chest-high sugar cane until he found a blacksmith
to cut him free.
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