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"My name is kali a Russian girl that is sadly in imprisoned ... my father was to old for war so I went in for him I didn't mean anything bad by it but I guess it was worse than I thought instead of being imprisoned for 3 months I was sent to a experiment they didn't tell me much but they did tell me if I didn't go I'd be killed so I went"
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