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The third man directed his question at Kepi. Kepi didn't answer. It was obvious
that he hadn't answered any of their previous questions. In the dimness of the
light I could now see that his face was covered with blood. "Answer the question,"
Following Kepi's steps was not a problem, the problem was the added burden of
the sub and rifle. This whole night had been like a marathon for me; I must have
covered a hundred kilometers — my entire body throbbed. Kepi seemed to be ...
"Here's the machine gun," he said, as he dropped it only inches from me. I put my
arms through the bars of the fence and my hands under the soles of Kepi's wet
boots. This wasn't going to be easy, I realized, when I felt the weight of his body.
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So many richnessess in such a small book. Such lovable characters. An indictment of a political system that never could work, no matter how hard it hammered its citizens into place. Read full review