ABSTRACT
Krystyna Litynska is always quick to point out that she was interned for ten weeks after martial law while many of her friends served much lengthier sentences. By the autumn of 1981 Krystyna and Jan Litynski had moved from his mother’s apartment into a rented flat in a housing scheme, built for army and police families, on the outskirts of Warsaw. Hearing the shouting upstairs, Krystyna ran up to find Jan being pulled downstairs by the police, who were so angry about their near miss that they were going to take him away wearing only his shirt and slippers. Krystyna remembers how strange the atmosphere was when they arrived at Wilcza Street police station. While Krystyna and her thirteen companions waited for the authorities to get organized, they gathered snow to flush the toilet which was behind a screen in the corner of the room.
