I nod in silent greeting to the grim-faced sentry as he checks us out through the gap in the crisscrossed pattern of barbed wire. His lips move as he counts to himself. Fourteen of us ...
"Break up the outlines," they are told by the DI. Several emerge from the brush looking like walking trees.
Posted March 16, 1989
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