In a coffee shop in Poznan one day last week a young girl kissed the hands of an American woman and then told her story. She had been one of hundreds of suspects rounded up by police after the Poznan bread—and freedom—riots a week before (TIME, July 9). They had been herded into an airfield on the outskirts of town and forced to sleep two nights on the floor, had been fed on bread and water. "We are very, very afraid," said another of the Poles in the coffee shop.
"As soon as the...
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