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Scientist say? In vain you pay money. Here, listen to me. I will tell. In Kazakhstan it was. Long. In the county where I lived, camp was. Camp as a camp: barbed wire, checkpoint, soldiers with automatic machines. Well, I walked once with friends. Hard walked. I’m coming back at night. Feet are braided, cast-iron head, nothing it is seen. I got lost. I rest against a fence of barbed wire. Yeah I think that I went to the camp. Back! Again the wire. In which I won’t go to the side, all the time I come across it. Tired of wandering, lay down straight to the ground and fell asleep. Woke up from the cold. The beginning is already dawning. I looked around – priests lights! I’m in the camp. I saw a checkpoint – and there. At Sentinel – eyes on the forehead, yelled with a good obscenity. The officer jumped out – eyes as saucers too: “How did you get here?” I told him: “I don’t know myself was drunk. “He brought me into the closet, gave me a piece of paper and a pencil: “Write.” I wrote. He read my writings, was silent, and then says: “Around the camp are three rows of barbed wire. There is current through it. You can enter and leave the camp only through the checkpoint. There is a door I have the keys, standing at the door around the clock. This camp is special, entry here only on special passes. I and the outfit for what you ended up in the camp, now let’s go to the tribunal. No court will believe that you flew here through the air. And the longest time they’ll give you because you got to the camp, and most importantly, why, refuse to speak. “Well, I think I’ve got it. Goodbye, mother. I walked called. “Well,” the officer says, “sit here.” He went out and I hear him at the door talking about something with a soldier. Then came back, a sheet with my explanation broke into small parts, shreds hid in his pocket: “Follow me.” I led to the door, as I remember now, opened two constipations: “Blow until the wake-up call has been announced in the camp. And remember, you’ll be in a breeze – you’ll get a term. “I’m faster than a saiga pulled. The camp since then the tenth road went around and hang around swore drunk. Science can explain how I go to that camp. hit? Three rows of barbed wire, and the current … No? Can not? Here i am I say: in vain they pay you money.
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