The first time I came to Santiago, five years ago, I cried.
I was in a museum chatting to a woman at a display devoted to people who “disappeared” during the Chilean dictatorship. As she described how some of her friends had simply vanished during those brutal years under Augusto Pinochet, we were both moved to tears...
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