Sunday, January 15, 1984: A Culinary Adventure

Forming unlikely alliances with fellow inmates accused of various crimes.

They came last night. Three guys. The first a proudly rooster who looks like my stepfather. The second was terribly big and strong like my cousin Siegfried. The third a normal guy like my brother. They want to know who and why I’m here, to which I answer as compactly as possible.

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