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“
International
4
-
8818
,
”
we
asked
,
“
will
you
report
us
to
the
Council
and
see
us
lashed
to
death
before
your
eyes
?
”
They
stood
straight
all
of
a
sudden
and
they
answered
:
“
Rather
would
we
die
.
”
“
Then
,
”
we
said
,
“
keep
silent
.
This
place
is
ours
.
This
place
belongs
to
us
,
Equality
7
-
2521
,
and
to
no
other
men
on
earth
.
And
if
ever
we
surrender
it
,
we
shall
surrender
our
life
with
it
also
.
”
Then
we
saw
that
the
eyes
of
International
4
-
8818
were
full
to
the
lids
with
tears
they
dared
not
drop
.
They
whispered
,
and
their
voice
trembled
,
so
that
their
words
lost
all
shape
:
“
The
will
of
the
Council
is
above
all
things
,
for
it
is
the
will
of
our
brothers
,
which
is
holy
.
But
if
you
wish
it
so
,
we
shall
obey
you
.
Rather
shall
we
be
evil
with
you
than
good
with
all
our
brothers
.
May
the
Council
have
mercy
upon
both
our
hearts
!
”
Then
we
walked
away
together
and
back
to
the
Home
of
the
Street
Sweepers
.
And
we
walked
in
silence
.
Thus
did
it
come
to
pass
that
each
night
,
when
the
stars
are
high
and
the
Street
Sweepers
sit
in
the
City
Theatre
,
we
,
Equality
7
-
2521
,
steal
out
and
run
through
the
darkness
to
our
place
.
It
is
easy
to
leave
the
Theatre
;
when
the
candles
are
blown
out
and
the
Actors
come
onto
the
stage
,
no
eyes
can
see
us
as
we
crawl
under
our
seat
and
under
the
cloth
of
the
tent
.
Later
,
it
is
easy
to
steal
through
the
shadows
and
fall
in
line
next
to
International
4
-
8818
,
as
the
column
leaves
the
Theatre
.
It
is
dark
in
the
streets
and
there
are
no
men
about
,
for
no
men
may
walk
through
the
City
when
they
have
no
mission
to
walk
there
.
Each
night
,
we
run
to
the
ravine
,
and
we
remove
the
stones
which
we
have
piled
upon
the
iron
grill
to
hide
it
from
the
men
.
Each
night
,
for
three
hours
,
we
are
under
the
earth
,
alone
.
We
have
stolen
candles
from
the
Home
of
the
Street
Sweepers
,
we
have
stolen
flints
and
knives
and
paper
,
and
we
have
brought
them
to
this
place
.
We
have
stolen
glass
vials
and
powders
and
acids
from
the
Home
of
the
Scholars
.
Now
we
sit
in
the
tunnel
for
three
hours
each
night
and
we
study
.
We
melt
strange
metals
,
and
we
mix
acids
,
and
we
cut
open
the
bodies
of
the
animals
which
we
find
in
the
City
Cesspool
.
We
have
built
an
oven
of
the
bricks
we
gathered
in
the
streets
.
We
burn
the
wood
we
find
in
the
ravine
.
The
fire
flickers
in
the
oven
and
blue
shadows
dance
upon
the
walls
,
and
there
is
no
sound
of
men
to
disturb
us
.
