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Pakistan: Between Mosque and Military

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Husain Haqqani
Husain Haqqani

Husain Haqqani is an author and academic specializing in Pakistan and South Asia. Born on July 1, 1956, he has authored numerous works on the region's political and economic issues, and served as Pakistan's ambassador to the United States from 2008 to 2011. more

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