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  • Two women talk whilst leaning against the concrete wall of a block of flats built as part of Ceausescu's policy of "Systemisation".<br />
Bucharest, Romania 1990
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  • A woman on a bike talks on her mobile. Xian, People's Republic of China
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  • Accordian player. Sophia, Bulgaria. April 1989
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  • Three men have a chat on the street, Pingyao, People's Republic of China
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  • Old men in Wenceslas Sq. Prague, during the demonstartions which led to the collapse of communism in Czechoslovakia during "The Velvet Revolution". Novemver 1989
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  • Two women with bikes, chat on the street in Pingyao, People's Republic of China
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  • People stand in a doorway. Prague, Czechoslovakia. Nov 1989
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  • Nuns talking to member of the Swiss Guards while waiting for the Pope to attend his weekly audience at St Peter's Square. TheVatican, Rome, Italy.
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  • 'PERSONALITY CULT OF ASSAD', MEN SITTING TALKING BENEATH BANNER WITH PORTRAIT OF ASSAD DURING THE REFERENDUM CAMPAIGN, DAMASCUS, DECEMBER 1991.
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  • Monks talking on a mobile phone outside a temple in Wutai Shan, People's Republic of China
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  • Two guards talking together on the train station platform at night. People's Republic of China
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  • Sekar B. I knew I was gaywhen I was sixteen. I had my first homosexual experience with an older respectable man. From that day I went to him for sex every day. I was sonsumed with this need for sex that my mind was distracted and I found it difficult to study. I had one friend who was working in AIDS prevention. He told me that AIDS could be spread through momosexual and transexual contact, through injections as well as blood transfusions as well as through heterosexual contact. At that time I thought it was only transmitted by having sex with women. Because I was only having sex with men I thought I was safe. But he persuaded me that I should go for a test. I was distraught when I found out I was positive. Three days later my father came to me and told me he had arranged my mrriage. I couldn't control myself - I told  my father everything. He told  my mother and she told all the neighbours. I felt like an untouchable. People wouldn't talk to me. When my mother gave me a drink, no one would use the galss afterwards. They thought that HIV was spread through mosquitos that bit me, through touch; I just wanted to commit suicide. My family really suffered. My mother, brother and sister couldn't go to their jobs. My brother who looks like m e was harassed. My sister's  marriage was stopped. The whole family was destryed. People won't talk to me because I am HIV positive and am gay. Society is so hypocritical, 50-60% of men have sex with other men. The government doesn't help, they will not even acknowledge that homosexuals exist."
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  • Ramu. "I worked in a biochemistry lab doing blood investigations. Whilst there I donated blood. For three months after I donated blood, no one told me anything. They didn't tell me anything. They didn't tell me that my blood had screened HIV Positive, but my colleagues knew that. After three months they sent my sample to another hospital in Madras for confirmation. They informed our medical officer they needed a fresh sample before confirmation. Only after that did they choose to inform me.  As soon as we reached the hospital they started asking different questions about my personal behaviour. Are you having sex with sex workers? How many women have you been with? Why is your face so small? are you a drug user? Are you injecting? I was not able to answer a single question. Hearing this news is a big hit, you know. I couldn't even say a single word at that time. The only information I had at that time was AIDS=DEATH, that's all. During that helpless situation my employers forced me to sign a resignation letter. The doctor who did the confirmation test asked me if I was interested to work in the field of HIV and AIDS - I said yes. I was determined that the experience that had happened to me should not happen to anyone else. I never discuss the route by which I got the infection because it becomes a question of morality. It is not relevant to make judgements. It doesn't help anybody. What is  more important is that once you become HIV Positive, how do you live your life, how do you cope, and how can you be of use to other people. The problem is that when people moralise, nobody persolises the issue. If people personalise the issues, they won't talk about judgements."
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  • Kousalya. "I did not like my father's sister's son, but I was compelled to marry that boy. I didn't even like to see him, but we were married. He was a lorry driver. After I became ill and tested HIV Positive. I discovered that both my husband and his family knew that he had HIV before we were married. I left my husband (who) is now dead and began to learn about HIV in Madras. I go to the villages and talk to the girls about STDs and HIV. I want to be a testimonial to others. I am working with the virus, I am healthy and happy. I want to do something for women who are infected like  me. I tell everyone to have their future hasband tested before they marry. In my village, men know about their status, they marry and they die. After some time the girls will be alone. They will be thrown out of their in-law's family. Their mother's family won't be able to afford to look after them. They'll be suffering like anything. I must do something for those girls."
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