The operation was presented as orderly and humane — no raids, no visible violence — just paperwork, screens, and quiet logistics. Officials praised efficiency while statistics climbed in neat columns. But behind every processed file was a person edging closer to a forced departure, a family separation handled far from public view.
Personnel assigned to “administrative support” found themselves inside a system that reduced lives to case numbers. Outside, many saw only stability and control. Inside, detainees counted days in uncertainty, and workers wrestled with the uneasy gap between procedure and consequence, left to wonder how invisible suffering reshapes responsibility.
