For two weeks I have been in a prisoner-of-war camp. This is a piece of desert surrounded by a fence with barbed wire. I spent my time walking from one side to another.
The watchman on one tower turned on Laskovyi Mai.275Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2E6w7bXaQY
"Laskovyi Mai sucks!" I shouted and went to the opposite fence.
There I met Adolf and Hermann. We drank a bottle of sake.275Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSySdcQ3juO
"We were carrying heroin to Colombia, but we were caught," Adolf told me. "It would be great to escape from here."275Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvpNmUhyWFg
"Escape is not a problem at all," I said sadly and wept, "but whither?"275Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJouWmnCUqM
"to Colombia," the answer was.
