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STORIES, EXPERIENCES AND DEMANDS BY PEOPLE HELD IN UK IMMIGRATION DETENTION CENTRES

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← They are taking us, the flight is tonight.

No one is listening to you, nobody. I am sick with this system here. →

We are locked in our rooms. They just said “pack pack pack”. They haven’t said why.

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