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The spectacle of the hook jutting from the rude wall has become infamous as the touchstone of the Kafka-esque American military justice system as it has advanced under the righteous, happy gaze of the Decider. How brilliant it was, then, of the gods to arrange our rescue and acquittal by the infiltration of special forces of habeas corpus -- “to have the body” -- into our cells, to pose as these very appurtenances of our unjust incarceration. The genius of this ploy all but spoke for itself, but the gods are infallibly loathe to forgo their prophetic flourish: “Conceal me,” came the whisper from the stalwart, studded walls, “back up against me, and cleave to my conduit of cleaving compassion, that I may hoist thee to a higher plane for thy deliverance.”
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