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“What's the story here, Karl?' Kevin asked. 'Hard as it is to believe, these people are slaves,' Karl explained. 'Slaves?' I asked skeptically. 'Well, you might not call them that but they are virtual slaves. They don't receive any pay. They are dealt with harshly. They don't have anywhere else to go' 'What about the government? Don't they help?' Marcus asked. 'The government?' Karl laughed. 'The government my eye! Those generals stay in power several years, make a bundle smuggling drugs, and once they're millionaires, they retire. Some other lousy generals take over from them, and history repeats itself. You think they give a shit what happens to a few lousy Indians?”

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Jungle: A Harrowing True Story of Survival

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Yossi Ghinsberg
Yossi Ghinsberg

Yossi Ghinsberg, born in 1959, is a renowned author. His works often explore the relationship between humans and nature, as well as the survival challenges faced by individuals in extreme environments. more

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