It seems that the postcard I addressed to Anatol while he was in prison never reached him. Well, this is the risk one takes when sending snail mail: the mail-object might never reach the destination...
Now Anatol is in home arrest. He has police officers guarding the entrance doors
of his house. Meanwhile the solidarity works with A. Matasaru keep ariving:
Bellow are the scans of a work that came from Danemrak: