The Musuhura refugee camp was literally a purgatory, a place of suffering and expiation, where 40,000 Rwandan Hutu like Joseph Havamungo, 29, and Nereciana Mushankwano, 20, wandered amid the huts strung together of relief-agency donated blue plastic sheeting, trash-can fires and hastily dug pit latrines and sought to scavenge the one thing that could sustain life in this place: hope. They were between countries. Host Tanzania didn't want them, and if they returned to Rwanda, they feared Tutsi would seek revenge for the genocide perpetrated by Hutu extremists just two years before. The landscape around the camp symbolized the prospects for...
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