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I was scared out of my brain what they were going to find out. Did they know about the bag and wallet?
I was on the prison floor balling my eyes out and it was like they didn't even care
I had managed to calm down a little bit but it felt like I had a ball in my throat
The Police officer pulled me away into another room and grilled me with questions like, where is the bag? We know you have it. I wondered to myself who 'we' was.
They threw me in a room for hours and all I wanted was to go back home to Gardo.
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