Article about Afghanistan Great Escape
Last prisoner in the wing had spent three and a half hours watching 300 fellow inmates remove prison uniforms, shoes and turbans, enter the tunnel and walk to freedom. He stopped and listened. No snoring or shouting, nothing. The wing was empty. He grinned. His future was bleak, fighting, dying or more prison was his assumption, but this moment was sweet.
Monday, April 25, 2011
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