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I met Alex in Charras resettlement camp in Colombia, 2022. The camp was bleak and rudimentary: black plastic sheets propped up as roofs, torn by the heavy wind and rain—nothing like the luscious tree canopy of the Nukak’s forest home. In the 1980s, when Alex was only a child, his people were violently driven from their home by invading missionaries, colonizers, coca growers and armed groups. More than half of the Nukak population died of diseases the invaders brought with them, and the survivors were forced into resettlement camps. Many have had no choice but to remain here for decades. Alex told me their story. “My people, the Nukak, lived in peace in our territory—hunting, fishing and gathering as we had done for generations. But everything changed with contact.”
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