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[Because the finer points of computer operation continue to escape Poland his camera has been turned on for some time, broadcasting an empty room. The unmade bed is clearly visible, sheets and blankets twisted up and half on the floor. Discarded clothes lay strewn about carelessly, left to lie wherever the nation decided to drop them.]
[After quite a while the door opens and Poland strides in, looking irritated. He kicks off his boots without bothering to fully unlace them and leaves them in a heap near the door, pushing it closed behind him.]
Nie wierzę w to... [Flops back on the bed with a huff, a letter written on lovely floral stationary still clenched in his hand. After a few minutes of sulking he raises the letter and opens it, scanning the words again.] Poważnie? Zakopane? [Disbelieving snort, wrinkling his nose as though disgusted by the whole thing. Crumples up the letter again and rolls off the bed, plopping down in the computer chair instead. Reaches up to turn on the camera--]
[The camera goes off for a minute or two.]
[A soft click; the camera comes on. Poland is still in the chair, looking annoyed at the computer for being so uncooperative.]
Ok, so like I've decided that this is way too lame to continue. [Waves the badly wrinkled letter in front of the camera] Who else got one of these? I like, saw a bunch of you this morning but just to make sure or whatevs. It's so totally a fake--[talking more to himself now than to anyone who may be listening] Zakopane? Really? What a completely random place, I mean like, why would I be in Zakopane? They don't even HAVE crazy person hospitals there. [Exasperated sigh, punctuated by an irritated toss of his head] They should have just left me out of the whole 'fake family' junk.
[Rolls his eyes and goes back to addressing his possible audience] I'm majorly PO-ed about it. So like...uhg. [Reaches up and clicks off the camera again.]
[After quite a while the door opens and Poland strides in, looking irritated. He kicks off his boots without bothering to fully unlace them and leaves them in a heap near the door, pushing it closed behind him.]
Nie wierzę w to... [Flops back on the bed with a huff, a letter written on lovely floral stationary still clenched in his hand. After a few minutes of sulking he raises the letter and opens it, scanning the words again.] Poważnie? Zakopane? [Disbelieving snort, wrinkling his nose as though disgusted by the whole thing. Crumples up the letter again and rolls off the bed, plopping down in the computer chair instead. Reaches up to turn on the camera--]
[The camera goes off for a minute or two.]
[A soft click; the camera comes on. Poland is still in the chair, looking annoyed at the computer for being so uncooperative.]
Ok, so like I've decided that this is way too lame to continue. [Waves the badly wrinkled letter in front of the camera] Who else got one of these? I like, saw a bunch of you this morning but just to make sure or whatevs. It's so totally a fake--[talking more to himself now than to anyone who may be listening] Zakopane? Really? What a completely random place, I mean like, why would I be in Zakopane? They don't even HAVE crazy person hospitals there. [Exasperated sigh, punctuated by an irritated toss of his head] They should have just left me out of the whole 'fake family' junk.
[Rolls his eyes and goes back to addressing his possible audience] I'm majorly PO-ed about it. So like...uhg. [Reaches up and clicks off the camera again.]