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My God, it’s so cold. You look happy while asleep and I can’t stop thinking about how cold I am. Why is it so chilly here? I just can’t get warm, the same as in the hospital when they plunged us into ice water. We tried our best to get out of the bathtub clinging to the edge but Ivan Borisovich told us to calm down and keep quiet. Do you remember him? His office door was furnished by a wooden sign plate designating his high position, that’s why we were forced to do everything he told us to. The water was freezing and seemed to pierce our bodies with thousands of needles; I couldn’t breathe and couldn’t get used to it. I can hardly remember how long it lasted but have always dreamt of forgetting about it. Unfortunately, a short time later, you fell severely ill, and Ivan Borisovich put us into the isolation cell. Lying there, you would often abruptly get up on our bed and breathe heavily and insatiably, swallowing the air. Sometimes your chest made gurgling sounds; you spat out sputum and lay down again. I was lying next to you threatened by the thought that you could die. In a couple of days, I got ill too.

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