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The Detention
By Brahim Darghouthi / Tunisia
At dawn, the guards came pounding the ground of the detention with their raucous boots. Before they opened the door, He had woken up and sat rubbing his eyes with his two hands which were almost frozen by coldness. The chief guard pointed at him to stand up and so he stood up. The military police walked while he followed them. When they reached the execution hall, he saw groups of prisoners. Their hands and legs were tied up and they were blind folded.
He said to himself, “there are so many of them in this rainy day.”
He did not add any thing as he got used to this kind of work. The chief guard handed to him the knife. He started to slaughter them one by one while murmuring the name of god with each head he cut
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