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I was taken upstairs, met my new roomie, a retiree from the Škoda factory in Mladá Boleslav named Květoslav, which means ‘celebration of flowers’. A wonderful, wonderful man. I had never met anyone named Květoslav before in all my time in Prague.

They went to take my temperature and, out of habit, I put the thermometer under my tongue. My mother made me keep it there, while Martha politely suggested, that it was probably for under the arm. I fumbled with it for about 15 minutes. Oh how we laughed!

No sleep, but maybe some lucid dreaming, a lot of sweating – bed soaked. No crap that day