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17 January 1994 Then, an army jeep with his cousin in tears and some officers sitting inside stopped in front of him. “My Srdjan is dead,” Miodrag Djeric said. The officers nodded and he cried out loud, “What have you done to my boy?” Things went fast afterwards. When he asked them to explain how […]