No idea how long I was down, but a dream and a half later I found myself on my knees, my face on fire, holding in my hands not the milk but a huge Yale padlock.

NEWYORKER: The Pura Principle

We stayed there for an hour under mortar attack with machine gun fire until eventually I walked out of the forest with my hands in the air and gave us up and was arrested.

BBC: November: Sally Becker

My long bones in my arms and legs felt like someone was ramming a long steel rod into them, my joints all creaked and popped in and out and ached like the worst arthritis ever. my skin was on fire and my extremities, especially my hands and feet, where it seemed to concentrate.

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