Soon we entered D Block... Again, the stench here seemed overpowering. But this time, the sound of loud cries and moans caused me to turn to my hosts in alarm. "Yes," said Mr. Youssef shaking his head sadly, "this is too bad, but we don't have enough caregivers to look after them. It's a good thing they are handicapped, because they don't feel anything anyway." I entered a room filled with children lying in and bound to metal cribs, their hands tied so tightly with cotton tights or rags that their appendages ballooned out into purplish-gray masses. Many of the children had also been tied...