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My bunkmate’s in the hospital now from the dysentery.

“My bunkmates are Norwegian and American. There is still plenty of room for more!”

One of its keepers had died on duty, and his trapped bunkmate had become unhinged.

I can never leave you, therefore you are my bunkmate in this prison we freely chose, back when we were younger and even stupider than we are now.

She yearns for a summer camp experience like that of other kids, with forest treks, bonfires, zip-lining and late-night chats with bunkmates.