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Hello. Today a peace deal may have brought an end to more than 50 years of civil war in Colombia,

but the War on drugs rumbles on, we join police on

the hunt for illicit cocaine labs hidden in the jungle.

In Holland we meet a bereaved mother campaigning to extend the country's right to die laws.

While in Mongolia we visit a political scientist who blew the whistle on a multi-million pound cash for job scheme and now fears for his life. And in Albania,

our correspondent finds herself surrounded by heaps of dickers and tables overflowing with bras.

The textile industry is booming.

It's been a turbulent week in Zimbabwe. A peaceful election day was followed by violence.

At least six people died in clashes between

protesters and police. Many more have been injured. Yesterday, Emerson Manant-Gagwa

was declared the country's new president, but the opposition is still refusing to accept the result, claiming it's a coup.

Andrew Harding has been following the twists and turns of the past few days.

Fear is the most adaptable... and turns of the past few days.

Fear is the most adaptable, most dependable, most addictive commodity. You can do so much with it.

Spread it out, mould it into something hard or sharp, or you can leave it in a draw and bring it out years later, almost as fresh as ever.

In Zimbabwe, the governing Zarnu Peth enjoys a monopoly on fear and a great talent for its application. I've spent the past

week here trying to pin down the contours of an election that has veered from the humdrum

to the bizarre to the profoundly suspicious to the grotesquely

violent. Poor old Harare. I've been coming to this city for nearly two decades and have watched

the streets sink into a shabby sort of paralysis, peeling billboards,

broken pavements, grand old buildings hidden behind the anxious clutter of street vendors. It's become a groundhog day kind of place. Most of the time

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