Theater of deception: Confessions of an Iranian spy novelist

“Waxy, white, toilet paper quality bread that they fed us in abundance. It was the only thing they would feed us in abundance, for it came cheap and it served to quench our enduring hunger to some degree. It was against the rules, but we all would steal the index card-like bread in heaps in order to have toast to munch on after dinnertime. Toast was the great equalizer at Wellington. It was the one trespass the sixth-formers would not punish you for.”

Posted February 11, 2001

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