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I remember sitting in a humid warehouse outside Goma in 2012, staring at a stack of empty crates while a coordinator in Geneva gave a …

I remember sitting in a humid, windowless office in Goma, staring at a forty-page “After Action Report” that cost more to produce than the actual …

I spent a decade in the back of dusty Land Cruisers and humid warehouses, and if there is one thing I’ve learned, it’s that people …

I spent nine years in the dust of South Sudan and the DRC, watching people present glossy spreadsheets to donors while the actual supplies sat …

I spent nine years in the dust of South Sudan and the DRC, where “monitoring” usually meant a frantic radio call to see if a …

I spent a decade in the dust of South Sudan and the DRC, and if there is one thing I learned, it is that nobody …

I once sat in a humid warehouse outside Goma, watching a junior officer try to explain a thirty-page digital encryption protocol to a driver who …

I remember sitting in a humid, corrugated iron warehouse outside Goma, staring at two different spreadsheets that claimed to describe the exact same shipment of …

I once spent three days in a dusty compound outside Goma, watching a consultant in a crisp polo shirt try to explain how needs assessments …