Everyday life behind bars in East Germany. Ordinary treatment and bureaucratic formalities.
Rump-rump, rattle-rattle, lock-lock. The door bangs open. A big old prison guard with a cute fistula voice and a nicely delicate face barks “Get out!”.
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