I am kidnapped and placed with several companions in a red marble room. In the vault everybody is robed, when we prepare for death, the winding of the robes begins. You cannot get in, you cannot get out. The room has no doors; there are only walls on each side. The women begin to wail.
The association of officers negotiates from a bus; I am dragged out.... I am paid to be a pawn. A battered bespectacled woman nominates me for the release, says I have the greatest experience, the most articulate mind. [09.02.2005]
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