“You behave here and nothing will happen.
You misbehave and you’ll have a horrible time.”
Not sure what he means by that.
Guards wear navy blue uniforms.
Ours are dark green, run down with yellow stripes.
The guy is as cold and as distanced as a human can be to another.
“Why are you here?”
I guess he wants to classify me.
“Are you a trouble maker SG1240?!”
Two hours story telling.
Why should I hold back?
“I don’t care about your rules!
This is not my country. I didn’t ask to be born here and to be locked up between your fences and land mines at the borders. I’m a free human being and I will live free and speak my mind. Go ahead and waste your lives, I don’t care. Mine won’t be wasted here.
Of course I’ll team up with like minded blokes.
No, I will never be re-integrated!
I’ll rather die!”
Other than the Schubert gang he doesn’t try to challenge or 'coach' me.
This is a sampling exercise.
I’m a bitter specimen!