Then disaster struck. One night I awoke with dysentery calling. Holding my aching stomach I raced to the latrines in the dark but on the way back to my hut a Korean guard stopped me. He had come out of the darkness and caught me by surprise. He yammered in my face. I had no idea what he was on about. At first I thought he was admonishing me for failing to salute him but I had never noticed the bugger. He was still talking frantically and pointing down at my midriff. To my horror I realised he was becoming frisky. ‘Jiggy, jiggy,’ he was saying, trying to grab me. ‘No!’ I shouted at him. ‘Jiggy.
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This is when he gets brutally tortured, and stuck in a cage for weeks. Most men didn’t make it out alive
