Mark was fighting a rising tide of despair. They were running out of hexagons.Their speed wasn’t that great, but Toshi and especially Frida didn’t...look fit to run much faster, and besides it wasn’t their speed that was dismaying Mark. It was the track that they were on.For twenty-two times, they had jogged the hundred-meter sides, the super-frigid outside fields clearly visible in the light of the stars and the planet’s small moon. There was simply no other viable choice. Their only other. This wasn't wartime Germany. It was only 10 feet long, starting on our side by a rubbish tip which disguised it well enough from the eyes of our warders and carefully calculated to break into the open again just 5 feet on the other side of the wall. It was only called a tunnel because of the section that went under the wall. The rest of the time it was just a very deep ditch.It took another hour to get out into the cold darkness of night, but because we were now on the other side the air. I felt we could dawdle there for coffee and conversation. ‘You know, Dickens wrote his novels from 1836 onwards.’ Jean and I had discussed our favorite novels during a two-hour dinner. The waiter’s glare had finally driven me to get the check. We were window-shopping in the quaint downtown area where the restaurant was. The little crossroads was being restored. It had almost died as a farming community in the sixties. Now it was reviving as the Washington suburbs sprawled ever further out.. Chesanu mee atta leste emaina anukovachu veltanu anna, emi anukodule juice tagi vellu ani battay juice ichindi. teesukunepudu kavalane tana chetulu tagilela teesukunna. tanu tv chustundi. nenu juice tagi gud nite veltanu annanu. ok gud nite ani cheppindi. ika daily tananu vuhinchukoni HP Kottukune vanni. oka saraina danni dengali anipinchedi. chusina pratisari light ga smile ichedi. renu valla mamayyaki health sariga ledani valla attaya kurnool vellindi. ika night renu okkate vuntundi. fuse.