Electric Toothbrush In Pune
Marius Farcas Boeriu 
I was arrested Nov. 16 at home. Received a call from some former colleagues, I was at work and told me: "See they come after you, you look." I have found ready dressed, and I jumped in my arms. He was a colonel, Muresan in Brasov, now retired, with four other guys. I went to Brasov Militia. On stairs, when I was arrested, told me: "Your mother works in Poiana, let's give a statement about the connection between foreign persons in Poiana. When we reached the stairs Militia, asked me: "You know what here? "" Of course I know, yesterday, Sunday, November 15. There they started to beat me. The truth is that hit me about half an hour on the stairs, not the office where I could find a stick to investigate me . In a later they found a desk, took me over the top, I was stuck there, I was asked to give a statement about what we do. Of course I said I shouted slogans against Ceausescu. At that moment, to be honest, I was proud of what I did. against Ceausescu, against communism. It was the only statement that I gave it to Brasov. From 15 until 12 o'clock at night just hit me. I have not given any statement. The second day we were lined in black militia, ready to leave us in Bucharest. How have specified and colleagues my handcuffed us, each had a pair of handcuffed, but they have not got handcuffs, so they removed, and chains. Some had chains, others were handcuffed. On how many were then, they saw no way they can not reach and we have tied the hands handcuffed in pairs. We went to Bucharest. Here I was stuck in a room with a quite strange, I was guarded by men in green, I think of Security. I was stuck in a room with one person. He asked me what's wrong with me. We are told that the events of Brasov. He worked at a leather company in Bucharest, he said, and was shoved to undermine the national economy, but he actually pulled me by the tongue. Morning brought us food when we had half a tablespoon of marmalade, a corner bread and a cup of tea. He had tea and instant coffee and that gave me and me, made my morning instant coffee. And I wondered: "But you know who else ...?". I immediately realized that it is an informant of theirs. Bucharest investigation lasted a hellish pace. Simply working in three shifts. I did not know when it's day, when it's night, what time is, how many days have passed when they brought the table. When should I eat, I said: "464, - as it gave me a number - preparing for the investigation." And I was out. When I came back I found no food. What really marked me out loud - the thing about 464, this number: I escaped from there after I was deported from Piatra Neamt, and I lived in a hostel for singles. After a year, you hear a motion that night the hall where I sat, I jumped out of bed, I turned back toward the wall and waiting to see what happens. In Bucharest, was mental investigation. I just finished emotionally. At one point, even I wanted to shoot me and end with the job
I was arrested Nov. 16 at home. Received a call from some former colleagues, I was at work and told me: "See they come after you, you look." I have found ready dressed, and I jumped in my arms. He was a colonel, Muresan in Brasov, now retired, with four other guys. I went to Brasov Militia. On stairs, when I was arrested, told me: "Your mother works in Poiana, let's give a statement about the connection between foreign persons in Poiana. When we reached the stairs Militia, asked me: "You know what here? "" Of course I know, yesterday, Sunday, November 15. There they started to beat me. The truth is that hit me about half an hour on the stairs, not the office where I could find a stick to investigate me . In a later they found a desk, took me over the top, I was stuck there, I was asked to give a statement about what we do. Of course I said I shouted slogans against Ceausescu. At that moment, to be honest, I was proud of what I did. against Ceausescu, against communism. It was the only statement that I gave it to Brasov. From 15 until 12 o'clock at night just hit me. I have not given any statement. The second day we were lined in black militia, ready to leave us in Bucharest. How have specified and colleagues my handcuffed us, each had a pair of handcuffed, but they have not got handcuffs, so they removed, and chains. Some had chains, others were handcuffed. On how many were then, they saw no way they can not reach and we have tied the hands handcuffed in pairs. We went to Bucharest. Here I was stuck in a room with a quite strange, I was guarded by men in green, I think of Security. I was stuck in a room with one person. He asked me what's wrong with me. We are told that the events of Brasov. He worked at a leather company in Bucharest, he said, and was shoved to undermine the national economy, but he actually pulled me by the tongue. Morning brought us food when we had half a tablespoon of marmalade, a corner bread and a cup of tea. He had tea and instant coffee and that gave me and me, made my morning instant coffee. And I wondered: "But you know who else ...?". I immediately realized that it is an informant of theirs. Bucharest investigation lasted a hellish pace. Simply working in three shifts. I did not know when it's day, when it's night, what time is, how many days have passed when they brought the table. When should I eat, I said: "464, - as it gave me a number - preparing for the investigation." And I was out. When I came back I found no food. What really marked me out loud - the thing about 464, this number: I escaped from there after I was deported from Piatra Neamt, and I lived in a hostel for singles. After a year, you hear a motion that night the hall where I sat, I jumped out of bed, I turned back toward the wall and waiting to see what happens. In Bucharest, was mental investigation. I just finished emotionally. At one point, even I wanted to shoot me and end with the job 
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