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federal court rooms are all wood acoustics mastery - sound drops dead no muffled conversations the silence is palpable, tactile I would be a witness cooperating with the prosecutor a case against my former colleague I cried what I lost in loyalty conceding an acknowledgment of guilt might improve my outcome it did not maximum sentence: 5 years recommended by the prosecutor's office ignored by the judge, who ordered reasonable ..... punishment, like a child not like a child freedoms locked, no negotiation a letter from the local registrar "Your voting privileges terminated"

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