Ayman Aziz Abdellah should time her in front of the beer

[Bert I. Cammarano]

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him.
The officer wrote what was obviously a receipt for me and
for my belongings, and then the policemen turned and left.
I was roughly pushed into another room, a very large
one, and left standing before an immense desk, with an
armed guard on each side of me. Some time later, three
men came in and seated themselves at the desk and went
through the contents of my rucksack. One rang for an
attendant, and, when he entered, gave him my camera,
giving him brusque instructions. The man turned, and went
off, carefully carrying that inoffensive camera as if it were
a bomb about to explode.
They kept on asking me questions which I could not
understand. At last, they called an interpreter, then another,
and another until they found one who could converse with
me. I was stripped of my clothes and examined by a doctor.
All the seams of my clothing were examined, and some of
them were ripped open. At last my clothes were flung at