It's 5:00 PM on Sunday, May 5th, at Cayes-Jacmel. The day wanes, casting a golden hue over "Ti Mouyay" beach. The sea murmurs rhythmically as the sun gently fades, yielding to a soft breeze wafting from the neighboring hills. Nature unfolds its splendor in this idyllic corner of the southeast, a stark contrast to the tumult that has gripped Port-au-Prince for months.
Here, the cacophony of automatic gunfire gives way to a symphony of birdcalls and the buzz of insects. Instead of the thick plumes of smoke from burning
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