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I will achieve anonymity by tallying the results in
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(I know this loses interesting correlation data, but if
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I will post results Saturday.
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yes( ) ( )no ... all-groups UDP? (as opposed to specific groups)
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along and
captured us and killed all those patients who were unable
to rise and walk. I was taken off again and treated remark-
ably badly because the Japanese recognized me as one who
had escaped before, and they really did not like people
who escape.
After some time I was sent to be Prison Medical 0fficer
in charge of a prison camp for women of all nationalities.
There due to my specialized training in herbs, I was able
to make the best use of the natural resources of the camp
to treat patients who otherwise would have been denied
all medication. The Japanese thought that I was doing
too much for the prisoners and not letting them die enough,
and so they sent me to a prison camp in Japan, a camp
which they said was for terrorists. I was herded across the
Sea of Japan in a leaky ship and we were very badly treated
indeed. I was badly tortured by them, and their continual
torture gave me pneumonia. They did not want me to die
and so in their way they looked after me, and gave me
treatment. When I was recovering-I did not let the
Japanese know how well I was recovering-the earth shook;
I thought it was an earthquake, and then I looked out of
the window and found that the Japanese
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