Seven months after my release from captivity in Iran, I am standing in a prison cell again. Like the cells I've gone back to in my dreams, this one was built for solitary confinement, and as I look around, I feel myself struggling to breathe, as if I can't get enough air. It's something that happens to me from time to time, especially in tight spaces. And this cell, at a little more than 11 by 7 feet, is smaller than any I ever inhabited.
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