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I’ve been catching up with schoolwork all day today. I am hungry as hell, not a crumb left of the bread which was meant to last till Tuesday. I console myself that I am not the only one. It is hard to control myself, I feel so weak that I just have to eat and so the bread disappears. Then I suffer even more. But there’s nothing to be done. And so we dig our own graves.