Out of sight: a former prostitute tries to rescue Iraq’s most vulnerable women

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Media Outlet: The New Yorker

On a Saturday night in late May, I sat in the back seat of a taxi as it drove through a shantytown in Baghdad. We were not far from Firdos Square, where, in April of 2003, invading American troops famously toppled a large statue of Saddam Hussein. A highway passed overhead, its traffic thudding, and Baghdad’s tallest building, the Cristal Grand Ishtar Hotel—still widely known as the Sheraton, although the hotel chain withdrew from Iraq in 1990—rose in the distance. A forty-year-old woman whom I’ll call Layla sat in the front passenger seat; she wore a black abaya, and strands of dyed-black hair fell out from under her head scarf. Her husband, Mohammad, drove.

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Rania Abouzeid was a Class of 2016 & 2017 New America Fellow, writing a book about the Syrian uprising. She has reported from the Middle East and South Asia for over a decade and is currently a freelance journalist based in Beirut.