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Male | 60+ | Under 3 minutes
Starts on page 18
EXTRACT: I got a special suitcase made. To hide the diamonds and a bit of foreign currency.I packed it with vodka and Cognac and goose fat and I paid a fortune for a train ticket. And more - for the guards to ignore my bag. Outside on the platform I could see prisoners chained to the railings. Children. Staring. All Russian. All hungry. Ah, the smell of that train journey. Cabbage soup with sour cream. Black bread and herring. Sugar in the tea. The whole world was burning and I travelled first class to Vladivovstok!
Male | 60+ | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 28
EXTRACT: Oh, they want you here. They just don't know it yet. I've lived here for fifty years but I have no sense of belonging. There's a certain freedom in losing everything. I don't care anymore for anthems or nations or the big things. I value this cup of coffee, its warmth, its smell, my walks by the sea with a friend, being here at a table in the Cafe Scheherazade, What more is there?