| I woke up for a second when they hit me. I couldn't get out of the poncho, I was all tangled up, arms, legs, everything, feet were all around me, I was knocked out. |
| Then water brought me around, I wasn't in my poncho, but spread out on it, we were in the middle of a field, a lantern hissing and faces shining in white light. We were in a circle and I was one point of the circle, a dazed point on his backand everyone was looking through my stuffnot muchI thought, shit, if they're disappointed they're going to kill me, I noticed they were wearing skirts and saris and they had very long hair and were wearing nose drops and earrings and anklets, bangles, and other matching accessories, in other words, they were chicks. |
| My head was pounding, I felt very very strange, something was not quite right. They were all gabbing, it was Ram Lal this and Ram Lal that, they were gabbing and bickering, waving their hands around, they had deep voices, awfully deep voices for chicks, they inspected my passport and a couple of my knives, got the switchblade figured out pretty quick and started snapping it open, waving it around, easy, ladies, and fighting over who was gonna get it. |
| I kept my lids all but closed, I watched them through the cracks as I lay on my back. Then I thought, okay, I've had enough of this stuff, time to split, I jumped up, I forgot I was dizzy, I staggered and almost bit the dust just as they gave a big yell, I got my footing and started to run. |
| They tackled mehardbrought me down and started to beat me and hit me with sticks (I later learned they were |
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