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José Reis Leitão – Lisbon

(…) Then I went to the Aljube, where I was allowed a second visit from my brother Armando and my sister-in-law Maria de Lourdes (the first had taken place on November 26), the effects of that trial were probably still visible on my face, and my voice was almost inaudible. And, evidently, I could only speak of matters that were trivial, because the pide agent who was between the two grids prevented any other kind of conversation.

In the so-called “curros” (bullpens) of the Aljube, I came into contact with a new reality, which was that of communicating with the prisoners in the cells adjacent to mine (…)

Memories of my life