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The police. “We have a witness that your texts...”
“What texts?” Look surprised. Of course I know what texts, but then they know, too… Well, so what?! The main thing is not to admit it. Like a spy from a kids’ book. The valiant Soviet spy. Hmm, a spy… For Them, saying what you think is tantamount to being a traitor or a spy. If only they’d seen how we were spreading pamphlets through the letter boxes late at night while it was all going on in Czechoslovakia! If someone comes into the foyer, you run up to the next floor and wait… Trying not to breathe. Until the lift has gone. Then you go down a flight of stairs, and carry on. Like a spy. The main thing is not to admit anything. The police cell, bars on the windows. Lucky for me I wasn’t wearing lace-up boots, or they’d have confiscated
