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The night is pitch dark, the waves are ten feet high, the foam is splashing. It’s a matter of life and death here, this late evening on the Mediterranean. Somewhere on that huge black surface, an overcrowded dinghy with seventy people tosses. Tens of kilometers off the Libyan coast, the next coast unreachable far away. The chance that those people on such a boat on this sea will make it the next morning?

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