Send a chocolate layer cake with a golden saw in it. Not a word of this to anyone. They keep me in a dungeon with rats a foot long, chained to this clammy wall, and play rock and roll tunes all night and day from a walkman taped to one of my ears. The songs are by a band called the Elbonian Embassy.("we are just practicing") Every hour they throw the the kitchen slop pail at me (I think it's the kitchen, but don't ever eat there.) The people running The Prison of Zenda are very cruel and abstemious.
Return to Zenda, Return to Zenda, address unknown.
aaaaaaaaarrrgggghhh! Please help. Get me the phone number of Amnesty International.
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