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We were then led
through this square type
cement hall way that if
you looked at it from the
air you would see a thin
outline of a square with
a roof fenced in on the
inside with barbed wire
fence and no shelter on
the inside yard...but we
were led through the
square roofed part out to
the yard...this is when I
caught sight of a telephone, and demanded to
one of the guards my
right to use the
phone...after all I thought
they were still the authorities and had to
grant you this, because I
was naive enough to
think this was an international right with any
legal arrest, boy was I
wrong...After the guard
laughed and said I was
crazy or used the English term "KooKoo", I
then proceeded to call
him a derogatory name
in Farsi..Which much to
my surprise came my
first realization that
these fine folks were not
authority figures at least
not acting on any official
basis. The guard laughed
as he slapped me and I
fell to the ground, this is
when he kicked me so
hard, that I still have the
boot indentations in the
back of my head. He
didn't stop there, he continued kicking me while
mocking my words about
using the phone. At
some point whether it
was the kicks or the pain
that overtook me, I managed to pass out and
escape the horror for a
while anyways.