Maragana Girl
Copyright 2004 by EC
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(warnings: judicial corporal punishment, forced public nudity, sex between adults, 
references to drug use, references to violence)

Chapter 10 – A letter from Criminal # 98945 

Kim returned to her normal life the next day. She went to work at the normal time 
in her normal manner, taking the crowded trolley downtown to the music store 
wearing nothing but her collar and orange boots. Her co-workers, of course, were 
curious to see the results of Kim's latest punishment. As was customary, Kim 
turned around and placed her hands on the cashiers’ countertop to show off her 
welts and bruises to her co-workers. Some of them commented that the welts 
seemed particularly severe. Kim recounted her punishment, going into some detail 
about how the female cop had so cruelly tricked her. Some of her co-workers 
sympathized, having experienced the same abuse themselves.

There still was a half an hour before the store had to open, so there was time for 
Kim to talk in depth about her experience. She discovered that being able to 
casually discuss what had happened to her with others who had endured similar 
experiences helped her considerably in coming to terms with the trauma of the 
previous day. Her co-workers were sympathetic in exactly the right manner to 
help her recover. They weren't patronizing, nor did they express the phony 
sympathy of someone who had not endured the same experience. At the same 
time, they helped put Kim's punishment into perspective. It simply was something 
she had to face as part of her sentence; she endured it, recovered, and now had to 
move on with her life. Eloisa noted:

"Remember what Sergekt told you. Nothing lasts forever, not even suffering. It's 
over. Anyhow, tonight I need you for rehearsal, because we've got to get ready for 
our concert on the 6th."

"But…but I wanted to see Sergekt tonight."

"Yes, and you will. You'll see him at rehearsal. I already told him to bring his 
instrument. We don't have any choice. Either we practice, or we look like a bunch 
of fools on national television."

Suddenly another thought hit Kim.

"Eloisa, there's something else. I can't go on national television in three days. I'll 
still be all marked up."

"Will that affect your voice?"

"No, but…"

"Then what's the problem?"

"The problem is I'd like to think I still have some pride in myself. I don't want to 
show up on television with a bunch of welts on my butt."

Eloisa sighed. "Kim, the reality is that you are a convicted criminal. In this 
country criminals are beaten. When we are beaten we still have to show ourselves 
in public. It's part of our punishment. It's the way things are and everyone 
understands that. You just accept it and you move on with your life. Now, as for 
you and your 'pride', if you really want to take pride in yourself, then you need to 
show that cop who switched you that she didn't break you. The only way you can 
do that is to sing with us on the 6th."

Kim remained silent. Eloisa continued.

"Look, the rest of us did the exact same thing the days leading up to Christmas. 
We were all marked up, but we still sang and we did it where everyone could see 
us. And why? Two reasons. First, the music we create is more important than is 
any one of us individually. It is our gift to the nation. Without us there is no 
music. So, no matter what each of us must suffer, we cannot let that interfere with 
our purpose in life. I sing, no matter what, and that's what I expect from all of 
you; to sing, no matter what. The second reason is to show everyone that, maybe 
we're nothing but a bunch of naked criminals, but they can't defeat us. They beat 
us, they humiliate us, and we suffer, but we move ahead in our lives, and we can 
take pride in that. Now…think about that cop who switched you. If she sees you 
singing your heart out on TV just four days after she punished you; it will show 
her she didn't win after all. You're still here, in spite of what she did to you. If you 
try to hide, then she really will have defeated you."

For a long time Kim was quiet, while her friend waited for an answer. Eloisa then 
added, "Didn't that cop tell you that you were nothing but a pathetic cry-baby 
druggie and that's all you'll ever be? Don't you want to get up on stage and prove 
her wrong?"

Finally Kim agreed. "OK, I'll stay for rehearsal tonight. Any new music?"

"Yes, we have two new winter solstice hymns we practiced last night that you 
need to learn. I'll go over them with you during lunch break. I think if you and I 
practice a bit this afternoon you should be ready for the rehearsal tonight. There's 
something else I want to try with you, an experiment. I'll explain at lunch."

With that Kim took up her position at the store's information counter as another 
co-worker unlatched the front door. Customers were crowded outside, because in 
Upper Danubia January 6th was an important gift-giving holiday, almost as 
important as December 25th. Kim was still quite stiff from her ordeal 24 hours 
before, but life moves on and does not wait for any single person. She spent the 
morning answering questions about the store's music and trying to ignore the 
customers' stares at her marked backside. She wondered what Eloisa had in mind 
for her.

In the lunchroom the American was shocked when Eloisa told her that she wanted 
Kim to help her sing lead in one the hymns. The hymn required two lead singers, 
one who would sing immediately ahead of the other. Eloisa would sing and Kim 
would echo her, while the other three women would provide the back-up voices. 

Kim wondered why none of the others objected to Eloisa's arrangement, given 
that the others were Danubian and thus one of them rightfully should have been 
the lead singer's companion at the main microphone. However, in reality she 
knew the answer; it was because Eloisa's instinct for music was so powerful that 
everyone else had long since stopped questioning her judgment when it came to 
choosing the group's songs and deciding how they were to be presented. The 
group’s lead singer liked to take risks, but in every case the success of her 
decisions proved her right. Now she was gambling that the American had a better 
voice for the hymn than any of the others. It was not because of any favoritism for 
Kim that Eloisa wanted her to help sing lead, it was because Eloisa genuinely 
thought Kim's voice was the best for that role.

Eloisa led Kim through the hymn with ease during the short time they had for 
lunch. Kim was amazed herself at how effortlessly she was able to follow Eloisa's 
voice through the immensely sad notes of the ancient hymn. The song was a true 
Danubian lament of suffering, written hundreds of years before, probably in the 
dead of winter during a famine. It was a dark, morose piece of music, infinitely 
sad and moving, perfectly suited for Kim's mood at the time.

Kim spent the next three nights rehearsing with her friends, which turned out to 
be the best way for her to get over her punishment. Under Eloisa's leadership, her 
mind fell in line with the rest of the group in pursuit of a single purpose in life, the 
January 6th presentation. 

As much as she needed to spend time with him, during the first week of January 
Kim's time alone with Sergekt was limited to quick trips home on the trolley, very 
late at night after practice. Like everyone else, his mind was on the presentation. 
His voice was not good for singing, but his ability to play was a true asset to the 
group. Thus Kim and Sergekt gave up their personal lives for something far 
greater, the presentation to be led by Eloisa.

Very late at night, in the bitter cold, Sergekt always took Kim back to Dukov's 
house. They hugged each other closely in the trolley connecting their bodies as 
much as possible for warmth. She felt guilty about him having to go home alone 
in the cold after leaving her, but he was stubborn. However, in the brief moments 
they were together, Kim and Sergekt realized how much their souls truly were 
connected.

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On January 5, the day before the concert, Criminal # 98945 changed her outward 
appearance to better match the changes taking place inside her soul. She 
remembered she had not cut her hair since her arrest and she decided to try to get 
it styled. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she realized that her hair was long 
enough to braid in the traditional Danubian style. That night Kim approached 
Dukov's daughter about helping her with her hair. Anyia, who fortunately 
happened to be in one of her rare good moods, spent the next hour braiding Kim's 
hair and explaining how to do it. When the American went to work the following 
day, her co-workers greeted her new hairstyle with complements and enthusiasm. 
Eloisa was especially happy to see Kim's hair done up in traditional braids, since 
it made her fit into her group of singers even more.

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The January 6th concert was a turning point in the lives of Kim, Eloisa, and the 
other members of the music group. Eloisa and fourteen of her friends were 
performing on stage at the National Theater, 5 female vocalists and 10 males 
playing various instruments. As required by their sentences, they performed 
completely naked except for their collars, in front of 3,500 people and the 
cameras of the National Danubian Television Network. The fading switch-marks 
on the American's bottom and back showed up vividly, a message to the world 
that Criminal # 98945 was condemned to suffer but had learned to overcome it. 
Kim took Eloisa's message to heart and concentrated on one thing that night, 
singing as best she could. She owed that not just to Eloisa and her friends, but also 
to the audience who had taken time out of their lives to listen to the music.

Eloisa and her four friends sang for nearly two hours, all of it televised. The 
performance was flawless, a very public demonstration of Eloisa's incredible 
talent for singing and conducting the other voices in her group. Upper Danubia 
was amazed to see the American "Maragana Girl" in traditional Danubian braids 
and taking the lead microphone alongside her Danubian friend. The public was 
even more amazed to hear the American perform an ancient song in flawless 
Danubian. Kim even surprised herself, realizing that she could sing Danubian 
much better than she could speak it.

As the criminals knelt on stage to thunderous applause at the end of the 
performance, they were able to appreciate just how popular they had become. 
They had come from nothing, a group of convicted high school rioters and an 
American marijuana smoker. However, under the leadership of their talented lead 
singer, the 15 individuals on stage stood on the threshold of something truly great. 
The coming year would be filled with recording sessions and public 
performances, hard work and endless time at rehearsals. Their music eventually 
would be heard beyond the borders of Upper Danubia. The music had been the 
purpose of Eloisa's life, but now it would become the purpose of all 15 members 
of the group. They would face the future together, putting whatever personal plans 
aside for their greater purpose. At that time Kim was only vaguely aware of that 
fact, but her own plans for the future would be completely set-aside for Eloisa and 
her music.

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The hairstyle change symbolized a significant turning point of how everyone 
around Kim saw her and how she saw herself. Increasingly Kim's American 
identity was fading away, replaced by a new perception of herself as Danubian. 
To a bystander on the street Criminal # 98945 might still have had a somewhat 
foreign appearance, but to the people she knew, Kim was one of them. She was a 
full and trusted member of Vladim Dukov's family, a full and trusted member of 
Eloisa's musical group, and just another employee at the music store. Her 
romantic heart belonged to Sergekt, to the point that she no longer could imagine 
her life without him. She no longer judged people's behavior through the eyes of a 
person from the US. Her definition of proper behavior and values now were 
forged by the society in which she lived, not the one from which she came. 

Kim's changing identity did not mean she loved or idealized Upper Danubia. Her 
integration into her surroundings was complete enough for her to have balanced 
view of Danubian society. The society that had so forcefully adopted her was 
unjust and close-minded, superstitious and obsessed with its own past. Upper 
Danubia would never be a powerful or influential nation, largely because its 
people lacked much imagination for anything other than music. Still, Kim realized 
that the society had many positive points. The Duchy's lack of imagination and 
ambition meant that its people lived quietly and courteously, not competing 
against each other. The noise and aggressiveness of other major cities was totally 
absent on the silent streets of Danube City. Upper Danubia was a very peaceful 
country, not eager to impose itself on the rest of the world, but also determined 
that the rest of the world should not impose itself on Upper Danubia.

The duet Kim sung with Eloisa on January 6 was the first out of several songs the 
two women sang jointly. The group's lead singer had taken a real liking to Kim's 
voice and her ability to sing and the fact that her partner's voice was slightly 
different from any of the other voices in her group. As a result, Kim found herself 
not only echoing Eloisa, but later actually singing side-by-side with her. The 
American "Maragana Girl" became a feature of the stage at the Socrates Club, as 
many song-writers were curious to test their music with the Eloisa-Kim duo. 

Kim's life continued uneventfully throughout the rest of January and February. 
The marks from her switching were gone within two weeks. She continued to eat 
with Dukov and his family, or with Sergekt's friends, or with Sergekt's mother. 
She continued to dance with him at the Socrates Club and spend time with him in 
the club's intimacy rooms. She spent endless hours with Eloisa, not just at 
rehearsals, but also talking alone with her and relaxing with her in general. There 
were recording sessions and performances, praises and parties. 

The beginning of the year sped by. Kim's prior existence became only a distant 
memory, which only intruded upon her when she talked to her parents in the US. 
Her life had become quite pleasant, in spite of the limitations placed on her by her 
sentence. She had everything any reasonable person could want, a great romantic 
relationship, a wonderful host family, close friends, a reasonably fun job, and the 
challenge of her music. All of that far outweighed the restrictions of her sentence. 
In fact, it was precisely because of her restrictions that Kim was able to fully 
appreciate the positive aspects of her life.

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As much as she was forgetting about her American life, Kim's situation was a 
constant torment for her family back in the US. The thought of their poor 
daughter stuck in that awful back-water country, naked and with a collar around 
her neck, filled the Lees with horror. They easily could have traveled to Upper 
Danubia to visit Kim, but they could not bear the thought of seeing her in her 
current status as a convicted criminal. The very thought of seeing their daughter 
naked in public made them physically sick.

However, Kim's father spent a considerable amount of time and money 
researching ways he could extricate his daughter from Upper Danubia. He thought 
of everything, ranging from litigation to a human-rights campaign. He even 
briefly considered hiring mercenaries to grab Kim and get her out of Upper 
Danubia by force. Finally he settled on a lawyer who claimed he could obtain her 
release through the European Union. Upper Danubia was not yet part of the EU, 
but its government wanted to join and could ill-afford to do anything major that 
would upset Brussels. The lawyer proposed including Kim's release as a condition 
for some upcoming trade negotiations between Upper Danubia and the EU. It 
would be expensive, but the lawyer seemed reasonably sure that he could get her 
released before her next switching in July.

The elder Lees decided to send Kim's older sister Cindy to Upper Danubia to 
explain the situation and let her know that her family in the US was trying 
everything they could to get her out of Upper Danubia. Cindy flew to Europe on 
March 2, first to Frankfurt, and then on to Danube City in a connecting flight. 
Vladim Dukov rode a trolley out to the airport to pick up Cindy. He went alone 
because the airport was 15 kilometers outside Danube City, well outside the 
Danube City collar-zone and inaccessible to any convicted criminal.

As they rode back to the Danube City's Central Police Station, Cindy Lee quickly 
laid out her father's strategy for getting her sister out of Upper Danubia. Dukov 
took Cindy to his office to discuss the matter in greater detail. Dukov was 
somewhat dubious about the whole idea. To him it seemed to include a criminal's 
release as part of a trade deal was a bit far-fetched and to be honest, an insult to 
Upper Danubia's justice system.

"Well, the other option we got is to litigate this through the courts, either here or 
over at the EU."

Dukov admitted that was possible and told Cindy he was willing to help argue the 
case in Kim's favor, should it get to that level. However, privately, he did not 
believe releasing Kim from her sentence at that point in her life was a good idea. 
She was doing extremely well with her job, with her friends, and with her 
participation in Eloisa's musical group. She had a fulfilling life in Upper Danubia, 
and probably did not have much of a life waiting for her back in the US. If she 
were released, would she go back to using drugs? Would she track down Tiffany 
and do something stupid to get even with her? How long would it be before she 
could get into college? And what about Sergekt and Eloisa? It wasn't just Kim's 
life at stake anymore, but theirs as well.

Dukov ultimately knew that his client would have to make her own decision about 
appealing her conviction. He suspected she would go along with the appeal, even 
though he felt that would be a mistake. It was only logical that a convicted 
criminal would want out of having to serve her complete sentence and most 
certainly Kim would want her freedom back. What concerned Dukov was what 
she would do with her freedom, especially if she were expelled from Upper 
Danubia and not allowed to return.

Dukov and Cindy met Kim at the music store when she got off work. To avoid 
totally shocking her sister, Kim had taken her criminal's cape to her job and wore 
it as she left the building. As soon as they entered another building she would 
have to take her cape off again, but she would deal with that problem and her 
sister's reaction when the moment came. The two sisters tearfully hugged each 
other. They had talked enough on the phone to be caught up on each other's lives, 
so the conversation focused on Kim's job. "It's actually a lot of fun," she 
concluded, "and I'd like you to come over tomorrow and meet everyone."

"Yeah…sure. I guess it'd be good for me to see what you're doing."

Cindy still was not checked into a hotel, so Dukov made a few phone calls and 
booked her a room. The hotel was within walking distance of the Central 
Courthouse and the Central Police Station, the two places Cindy would have to 
visit frequently if she decided to pursue her project of obtaining an early release 
for Kim. They had to go back to the main police station to pick up Cindy's 
suitcase. Upon entering the building Kim would have to take off her cape and 
boots, and thus confront her sister with the most disturbing reality of her sentence.

Kim knew that Cindy would be deeply troubled and probably offended the 
moment she stripped off her cape. Kim and her sister had not seen each other 
naked since they had been very small children. Cindy knew what was coming, 
which, in fact, was why she had come instead of her father. Still, when the 
moment came to actually be confronted with the sight of Kim's naked body, 
Cindy would have to overcome a terrible shock to the values she had grown up 
with. As they climbed up the steps outside the Central Police Station Kim warned 
Cindy:

"You know that once we get inside I'm gonna have to take off my cape. I don't 
have any choice, it's part of my sentence."

Cindy breathed deeply. "There's no way you could keep it on? I mean…"

"Sorry…"

With that Kim quickly pulled her cape over her head and kicked off her boots. 
Cindy looked away. However, Dukov and his client had to walk up the stairs 
ahead of her sister to lead her to the Spokesman's office. Cindy could not avoid 
studying her sister's bare backside as she followed her upstairs.

As they entered Dukov's office everyone hung up their coats. Kim picked up a 
tray of tea and sweet rolls the secretaries had left before going home for the night. 
She returned with it to Dukov's desk and poured tea for herself and the other two. 
However, Dukov decided to leave the two sisters alone for a while. He quickly 
emptied his cup and stood up.

"Kimberly and Cynthia, I believe it is appropriate that I should excuse myself 
from your conversation for a while. I must go to the courthouse anyway. I will 
return within an hour. Cynthia, once I return we will accommodate you at your 
hotel. Kimberly, you may stay with Cynthia or return home with me, as you see 
fit."

Cindy was enormously relieved to see Dukov depart, but his absence made Kim 
feel somewhat uneasy. For the first time Cindy had a chance to get a good look at 
her sister's face and see what eight months in Upper Danubia had done to her. 
There was, of course, the sight of her collar. Kim's hair was a bit of a shock as 
well. She looked so…different…with her hair done up in braids. There was the 
expression in Kim's face. That was different as well. Cindy had expected to see 
her sister with a broken, miserable demeanor, but instead saw a look of relaxed 
confidence that somewhat unsettled her. Cindy realized that no matter what might 
have happened to her, Kim was not miserable.

Cindy laid out the same strategy to Kim that she had laid out to Dukov, pursuing 
her release through the EU trade treaty and simultaneously litigating her case 
through the courts in both Upper Danubia and the EU. At first Kim was excited 
about the prospect of her release, especially if it could be taken care of before the 
July 2nd switching. To head home a year early, that would be great!

However, Kim's mind started to fill with doubts when she started talking about 
her current life in Upper Danubia. When she thought about her Danubian friends, 
the Dukovs, and even her job, she realized how much she would miss them. Kim 
also fully understood the devastating impact her departure would have on Eloisa's 
musical group. They were just starting to achieve real notoriety, and her departure 
would be huge blow to the entire project. And there was Sergekt…Sergekt, how 
could she explain this to him?

Dukov returned. He quickly looked at his client's face, hoping to gauge what was 
going on in her mind. He was somewhat relieved to see Kim's expression, not full 
of happiness, but instead full of worry and apprehension. It turned out she was 
smart enough to realize the difficulty of the choice she was facing.

Kim decided to spend the night with Cindy, but not to talk to her anymore about 
her case. There were many other issues she had to resolve with her sister, painful 
confessions and the hope that the relationship with the rest of her family somehow 
could be re-built. Cindy slowly reconciled herself to Kim's constant nudity as they 
talked at length about their pasts and Kim's relationships with the other members 
of her family. Cindy came to realize just how messed up Kim's life had been 
before her trip to Danube City.

At that point Kim still took it for granted she would be going home shortly. She 
wanted to repair as much of the damage in her life as possible, but knew going 
back would be extremely difficult. As she conversed with Cindy, she began to 
realize how difficult returning to her life in the US truly would be. 

One problem Kim faced was the complete lack of a social life waiting for her at 
home. Her high school friends had scattered. Cindy told her sister that one of her 
ex-boyfriends was in jail for ecstasy-dealing, another friend had died in a car-
wreck, and yet another had overdosed and never completely recovered. Some of 
Kim's friends were out of state at various universities, others were sitting at home, 
not doing anything other than getting drunk or getting high. As for Tiffany, no 
one had any idea where she was. She spent a long time at her mother's house 
recovering from her bout with hepatitis, but then she vanished.

"Well, what about college? Do you suppose I'd get into college?"

Cindy sighed "Kim, that's something else I got to tell you. Your grade-point 
average in school was 1.9. You won't be getting into any college with that. All the 
places you applied to turned you down. Maybe you could take some classes at a 
community college…then you could build up an academic record…I don't know. 
Maybe you could try the military, see if that would help you. Dad seems to think 
that's what you should do."

The conversation turned to their parents. Details came out that further filled Kim's 
mind with doubts. There was a final blow coming. 

"You know that you really hurt Dad with all your crap. I mean, it seems like 
you've changed, but I can't see that he'll ever really forgive you. I mean…we all 
love you and want the best for you, and of course we want you back home, but 
sometimes…you just push things too far and they can't be fixed. Once you get 
back Dad wants you to get your own place. I suppose you could stay with me a 
while, till you find something."

With that the two sisters got in bed and turned off the lights. Cindy immediately 
went to sleep, but Kim spent the night in restless thought. The familiar sound of 
her sister's breathing brought back many memories in Kim's mind. Tears rolled 
down her cheeks as she relived much of her past, the pleasant memories of her 
early childhood, and the not-so-pleasant memories of her more recent years. 
Cindy's bleak words continued to echo in Kim's mind.

"Sometimes you just push things too far and they can't be fixed."

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The next day Kim called her boss at the music store to tell him she would be late 
for work that day. She urgently had to see Spokesman Dukov: immediately, first 
thing in the morning. He went to his office an hour early to accommodate her.

Kim laid out her situation. Dukov listened attentively to what he already knew, 
Kim had very little to go back to in the US. She would be giving up a lot if she 
left Upper Danubia. With a series of questions about her life the Spokesman made 
Kim clearly understand her situation. She had no job, no prospects of study, no 
friends, no family with whom she could live, no boyfriend waiting for her in the 
US. Nothing awaited her except a bleak emptiness.

"Kimberly, this is your life and only you can make this choice. I will support 
either decision you make. If you decide you want to go home, I will do what I 
must, even go to Brussels if need be, to ensure your release. If you decide to stay 
here, your life in my house will continue as before. I cannot decide what is best 
for you, but I care for you and want to see you happy, no matter what your 
decision."

"I don't know…I mean...I wanted to go back so much…but what am I gonna do 
when I get home?"

"I have the same concern, Kimberly. Indeed, what will you do with your life in 
the United States?"

Kim sat silent for a long time. Finally she came out with a question that somewhat 
surprised her Spokesman.

"Spokesman Dukov, what would happen if I complete my sentence and then, say, 
married Sergekt? Is that possible? Like, could I stay here?"

"It is possible, yes. Upon finishing your sentence your passport will be returned to 
you with a 'transition visa'. That visa will remain valid as long as you retain your 
current employment. Should you quit your employment, your status will revert 
back to tourist and your visa will expire in 30 days. If you marry with a transition 
visa, you would have to apply to become a Danubian resident. You would be 
eligible for full citizenship after another year."

"Then…I hate to say this…but the truth is…I don't have anything to go back to. I 
mean my life's gone. It's like…I'm stuck here."

"You are faced with a choice, Kimberly. Neither choice is pleasant, but then very 
few choices in life are pleasant. But your decision is a real one. You can return, or 
you can stay. My suggestion? I firmly believe you should complete your sentence. 
You are changing; your character has transformed. Do you not want to see where 
that transformation might lead you? Do you not want to see where your time with 
Eloisa and Sergekt might lead you? Or do you want go home, face life alone, and 
change back to who and what you were before you came to our country? That is 
your choice." 

Kim shook her head. "I can't believe this. I can't believe I'm making this decision. 
I mean…"

"So you wish to stay?"

"I can't go back, Spokesman Dukov…I just can't. It's not that I 'wish to stay', 
but…to go back… I can't do that …there's nothing there…I don't want to go back. 
But, what am I gonna tell Cindy?"

"Kimberly, your sister will remain in our country four more nights. Take her with 
you and allow her to see your life here. Let her understand what you will give up 
if you go home. In doing so, by showing her your life, I believe that your decision 
to stay will be better resolved in your own mind as well. Remember what I said, 
you Americans are too impatient. Not everything needs to be resolved instantly."

Kim went to work, while Dukov went to the hotel to pick up Cindy. He had to 
attend a trial in the morning, so he asked his daughter to take a day off from 
school to show Kim’s sister around Danube City. Cindy was impressed by the 
peacefulness and tranquility of a city that was not jammed with cars like every 
other place she had ever seen. Danube City, like any other European City, did not 
look its best during the late winter, but it still looked pretty good with its historical 
architecture and well-kept appearance.

Once Dukov's newest client had been switched and was lying on a recovery table 
in his office, the Spokesman decided to take a couple of hours off work to take 
Cindy to Kim's music store. Cindy was reluctant to go in when she saw the entire 
staff was working nude, but Dukov explained to her the reason and the store's 
significance in the Danube City music scene. Cindy agreed to go in and 
confronted the sight of naked cashiers and information clerks, all of them wearing 
metal collars. What struck her was the fact the staff's demeanor was that of any 
other store. They worked the registers, tidied up the shelves, and interacted with 
customers in a perfectly normal manner. Cindy watched Kim from a distance as 
she bantered with some German customers in English.

Kim turned the information counter over to a co-worker and greeted her sister and 
her Spokesman. She toured Cindy around the store and introduced her to Eloisa. 
Kim then took Cindy upstairs and showed her the recording and rehearsal studios. 
She then excused herself, needing to get back to work, but she mentioned that 
Cindy would be invited to have dinner with the Dukovs that night. Dukov took his 
guest back to the Central Police Station and temporarily excused himself as well, 
since he needed to finish up with his new client and contact his parents to pick 
him up from the Spokesman's office. Dukov encouraged Cindy to walk around a 
bit and perhaps visit the National Parliament, which had a famous museum of 
medieval artifacts.

Cindy found herself alone during the late afternoon, walking the streets of Danube 
City in the cold drizzle of late winter. Her emotions were in turmoil. She was 
angry that she had come all this way to get her sister out of Upper Danubia, and 
here Kim was, working at that damn store as though it were just an average day. It 
was a bit of a shock for Cindy to be confronted with the fact that Kim actually 
was happy in Upper Danubia. Somehow she had pictured her sister sitting next to 
a sign at the edge of her collar-zone, crying and wistfully dreaming about her lost 
freedom. Instead she seemed content with her life. It was obvious she was very 
close to that blond girl in the store and that she liked her job. And Kim was 
singing? What was up with that?

Cindy suddenly had her own doubts about her father's idea of bringing Kim home, 
especially if he wasn't going to let her live with him. Her life had been very 
messed up in the US. She now seemed to be doing OK, here in this weird little 
country. Maybe pulling her out wasn't such a good idea, not if she didn't have 
anything to go back to in the US. Still, no matter what, Cindy's task was to get 
things moving for overturning or shortening Kim's sentence. She resented Kim's 
nonchalant attitude about the entire project, not yet realizing the truth that her 
sister really did not want to leave.

Dinner with the Dukovs did not help Cindy's mood any. The traditional formal 
clothes worn by the Dukovs somehow bothered her. This was just too strange, 
having dinner at some medieval costume party, with her sister sitting naked 
among this family and talking to them in Danubian. And yet, Kim seemed to like 
these people. She had a nice room, in some ways better than the one she had at 
her parents' house in the US, and certainly better than anything she would be 
getting upon returning.

The next night Kim performed on stage with Eloisa. The performance was much 
simpler than the ones the group normally did. It was just Eloisa, Kim, and three 
guys on stringed instruments, including Sergekt; while the backup singers and 
most of the other musicians had the evening off. Once again Cindy was 
confronted by the reality that Kim actually had a life in this country. Cindy 
realized that her sister had a beautiful voice for singing, something that no one in 
Kim's life, not even Kim herself, knew before her trip to Europe. It was very 
strange to see her up there on stage with that blond singer, their hair done up in 
exactly the same manner. What was truly bizarre was that, in spite of her Asian 
features, she really did not look out of place among the Danubians.

After the performance, Kim introduced Cindy to Sergekt. All three of them knew 
that the only purpose for the introduction was to allow Cindy to see what Sergekt 
looked like, since neither spoke the other's language. This meeting was yet 
another shock to Cindy, being confronted with the sight of her sister's nude 
boyfriend. She felt very uneasy about the situation, but at the same time she 
realized this naked European was far better than anyone Kim ever had gone out 
with in the US.

The following night, the fourth out of six nights Cindy planned to stay in Danube 
City, the two sisters sat down in a booth in the back of the hotel restaurant for 
dinner. Cindy had spent the day very agitated that there seemed to be no progress 
on any of her efforts to challenge Kim's sentence. She began berating her sister 
about not pushing Dukov to get the ball rolling on the appeal. She only had two 
more full days here and could not go back without having something to show for 
her trip. 

Kim realized that telling Cindy truth could not be put off any longer. It was time 
to break the news about her decision to not appeal the conviction. Kim stared at 
her plate and twirled a spoon on the table as she nerved herself to speak.

"The truth is, I don't think I ought to go home. I don't think this appeal is such a 
good idea."

Cindy's lips tightened. Deep down she knew Kim was right, but was not ready to 
admit that to herself yet.

"Kim that's bullshit. What they've done is they brainwashed you. Of course 
you…"

"No. That's not it and you know it. It's what you said the first night you were here, 
in your room upstairs. That's what got me thinking."

"What was that?"

"That 'sometimes…you just push things too far and they can't be fixed'. I realized 
that's true. Everything you told me…Mom and Dad, my friends, my grades, the 
job situation, it all…just made me realize…I really don't have anything to go back 
to. There's nothing there. So why bother with all this appeal stuff, getting the 
Danubian government pissed off at the US, messing up the trade deal, spending 
all that money…just to have me go back and sit in your apartment with nothing to 
do? What's the point?"

"The point is that we still love you and we want you home. We want you out of 
that stupid collar and with your clothes back on. We can't stand seeing you like 
this."

"I don't like it either, but it'll end. And maybe, by July of next year, I will have 
gotten something out of all this…I mean I have gotten a lot already. If you think 
about it, my life's really not that bad. I'm better off than a lot of my friends from 
school, from what you've told me about them."

"Well, yeah, but they're just a bunch of druggies."

"…and that's what I was becoming, a druggie. It wasn't just pot, Cindy. I was 
doing other stuff as well, and it was getting worse. When I came here I stopped, 
stopped completely, but it's because I was forced to. To be honest, you put me 
back in the US, with nothing to do…and no friends…what do you think is gonna 
happen? I'm gonna start using again. I won't want to, and I'll hate myself for it, 
but it's what'll happen. It's just the way it is."

"So that's why you don't think you ought to go back? You're afraid you'll start 
using again?"

"Yeah. I really don't think I ought to go back. I don't want to go back to being 
who I was last year. It just isn't what I want."

For a long time Cindy sat silent. Finally she asked.

"So that's it? You really don't want to push the appeal?"

"No. I can't see how it's gonna help me. From everything you told me about back 
home, I think I'm better off staying here, in spite of all the criminal crap I have to 
put up with. I never thought I'd say that, but I think it's the truth."

Cindy stopped arguing. It was blatantly obvious Kim was right. There really was 
nothing waiting for her in the US, apart from boredom, depression, and a return to 
using drugs. Cindy was convinced. The only thing left was to convince their 
parents. That would be Cindy's job, not Kim's.

The day before Cindy left Upper Danubia, Criminal # 98945, in her own 
handwriting, composed a letter to the Danubian government. The letter had to be 
stamped at the Central Courthouse and then notarized at the US Consulate. At 
Kim's request, Cindy would take an original copy with her to the United States 
and turn it over to her father's attorney. The letter read:

I, the United States citizen Kimberly Annette Lee, under my own judgment, wish 
to formally express that I have no desire nor plans to file any legal challenge to 
my conviction for marijuana possession and the public use of marijuana in the 
territory of the Grand Duchy of Upper Danubia. My decision not to appeal my 
conviction is final and I wish to have it respected in the courts of law of the Grand 
Duchy of Upper Danubia, the United States of America, and the European 
Community. I am determined to complete my sentence to the satisfaction of the 
judge who sentenced me, the laws of the Grand Duchy of Upper Danubia, and my 
Spokesman for the Criminal, Vladim Dukov.

Signed:

Kimberly Annette Lee

Criminal # 98945

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Cynthia Lee's final night in Upper Danubia passed quietly, since there no longer 
was any urgency about her purpose for being in the country. Cindy and Kim felt 
enormously depressed, at yet at the same time somewhat liberated, given that 
Kim's situation was settled. Perhaps what she was doing was not the most 
courageous decision that she could make, but it was the only logical decision, 
given her circumstances. There now was time for the two sisters to simply relax 
and try to repair the relationship between each other. Cindy promised to visit Kim 
later in the year.

The following day Kim accompanied her Spokesman and Cindy on the trolley as 
it headed to the airport. They got off at the last stop within the Danube City collar 
zone. Kim bid her sister a final tearful goodbye. Dukov and Cindy then caught the 
next trolley, leaving the naked criminal standing alone and shivering at the trolley 
stop. In spite of the cold she stood in the chilly drizzle for quite some time. 

She had made the right decision, the only logical decision she could have made. 
For better or worse, life had stranded Kimberly Annette Lee in Upper Danubia. 
She couldn't leave without facing a completely empty and meaningless existence 
back home, one that would completely consume her soul and destroy her. Maybe, 
thinking of her lost friends, especially of Susan and Tiffany, and of her jailed ex-
boyfriend…maybe Kim was the most fortunate of them all. At least she currently 
had a life that meant something. 

Criminal # 98945 caught the trolley going back into Danube City. She headed to 
the Socrates Club where Eloisa, Sergekt, and the other members of her musical 
group were waiting for her.

