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Today, the humanitarian worker on trial for people smuggling in Lesbos.

The Humanitarian Worker on Trial for People Smuggling in Lesbos. So it began like any other night while I was volunteering, which is that I had just finished some dinner with the team, and it was my turn to be on something called the spotting shift.

And so five minutes to eleven, I get into the organization's Jeep, I drive down to the

shoreline with my colleague, another volunteer, and we get out of the car, we set up two

camping chairs, we have our cup of tea in our thermos,

and we sit down and we just wait, and we watch, and we listen.

It's 2018, and 23-year-old Sean Binder has left his comfortable life in London

and moved to the Greek island of Lesbos to work for a local

search and rescue charity. It's not quite the peak of the migration crisis, but there are still

many boats packed full of people attempting to make the dangerous crossing to Greece every night.

And on this night he was spotting, that is, standing on the beach with a pair of binoculars,

watching out for dinghies of refugees making the journey from Turkey.

We stand here, just listening, and we're listening for screams or for shouting or for boat engine sounds,

anything that would indicate that somewhere in this inky blackness between

Lesbos and Turkey is a boat in distress. And nothing particularly special happens until about

3 a.m. when the police arrive. Then another police car arrived and then another police van arrived, and so there was a convoy of three police cars around 2 a.m.

And they walked around our jeep, poking and prodding at it.

And then they suggested that there was something amiss and that we would need to come in for questioning,

that we would need to go in to the police station.

At this point, Sean has no idea that this is the start of a seven-year ordeal, one that will see him

dragged through the Greek criminal justice system and branded a spy and a smuggler, as he

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