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 They want to get everywhere just like cattle. They pulled out their Serb chaykashes , which we generally hate. It's hot here as it was on Asinara—it's a pity we cannot hide under the trees that are around the camp.

We miss our homes so much. Our memories have always given us comfort, but where do I get a chance? We play cards every day.



Verkaterung &mdash;we got food for 3 days&mdash;a loaf and a half, 4 bits of bacon approximately as big as those on Asinara for 1 Lira, and 3 cans of sardines. At 10 we got our last tasty meal and marsch  to the Cassis station. From afar we saw a new transport from Asinara that had just arrived. The people on it went a different way so we wouldn't meet. There was a large transport of blacks who showed us their white teeth.

They wore uniforms&mdash;and would escort us. Their fingers were full of rings, and they showed off.