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Op-ed: ‘Even God cannot hear us here’: What I witnessed inside an ICE women’s prison
By Rumeysa Ozturk | July 17On a Tuesday in March, I had spent most of my day working on my dissertation proposal and started to feel exhausted and hungry. It was the holy month of Ramadan, and I was fasting. Once finished, I quickly got ready to attend an iftar dinner, throwing on my hoodie, sweatpants and a jersey headscarf — definitely not a day for being fancy. I was looking forward to taking a short walk and catching up with friends at the Interfaith Center, when I was suddenly surrounded and grabbed by a swarm of masked individuals, who handcuffed me and shoved me into an unmarked car.
