CORN
One of the most famous, thanks to the Russian propaganda machine, prisoners with whom I stayed in prison, was Vyacheslav, a member of the group “Combat Organization of Russian Nationalists” (CORN). A strong thirty-year-old guy, short-cropped, muscular with a gloomy piercing look. All his appearance spoke of the experience and the scope of what he had seen. It was easy to understand that this person kept fit and, as they say, he was always ready to put up the defense. Therefore, it was difficult to break through the invisible armor and earn his trust. Slava did sports in the prison cell almost every day and tried to take food exceptionally on schedule. Sometimes I had a feeling that he was preparing not for the upcoming prison ordeals, but for the World Olympics. Having slightly softe
