10:23, May 8, 2015
By Mher Yenokyan
(For the past year Mher Yenokyan, who has served 19 years of a life sentence, has been writing a weekly article for Hetq from his cell at the Noubarashen Penitentiary)
Nineteen years ago, when I was twenty, I didn't differentiate between a defense attorney and a prosecutor. I didn't know their purviews or functions.
I had no clue regarding the criminal code; its articles and penalties. I didn't know who were kept in our country's prisons. Worse yet, I didn't know that there was a place called the "House of Death', where those serving sentences survived in stone coffins; where relatives brought food and clothing instead of flowers.
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