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Photo by Marcus Bleasdale
As the UN World Food Programme lives of the largely Somali population, fleeing charter plane en route to Nairobi sped along the dirt airstrip to its lifting speed and began its ascent, I looked down at the sprawl of white tents and clusters of globular huts below where I had just spent a life-altering three days and vowed never to write about the experience of visiting the Dadaab Refugee Camp. Instead, I would content myself with making occasional trips to volunteer and meanwhile help raise awareness about the oldest and largest UN-administered refugee camp in the world. (Is it coincidental that this camp is in Africa, the most historically neglected continent on Earth?)