New Yorker

I met Jude, a tuk-tuk driver, outside my hotel, in Negombo, a beach town about twenty miles north of the Sri Lankan capital of Colombo, on Monday morning, and asked him to take me to St. Sebastian’s. There are two churches by the same name in this city. He asked, “You want to go to the bomb-blast church?” At least a hundred and fifty people were killed there by a suicide bomber on Easter Sunday, as part of coördinated attacks on churches and hotels that killed almost three hundred people nationwide. We made our way toward the church and reached a residential street that was jammed with Land Rovers carrying officials, other tuk-tuks with onlookers, and, on foot, priests in white robes and nuns with black umbrellas.

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