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reassured them the peaceloving pacifist indeed was a most dangerous saboteur
and spy who had travelled to their nation solely to effectuate massive terrorist
attacks etc), another told how representatives from the police had spread po-
tentially lethal pathogens in his apartment in Oslo (unfortunately for the police
officers trustworthy neighbors observed the attempted assassination — before
the curtains were drawn. The victim returning to his apartment somewhat later,
became seriously sick, but survived) — the women narrated about frequent and
totally groundless body strippings/searches.....; stark naked they‘d been dorsally
handcuffed and forced to kneel — while one police woman squeezed their heads
between her thighs and held their chained hands, another sitting on the floor or
kneeling behind them penetrated and vigorously stimulated their vagina and
rectum with gloved fingers (many of these sexually motivated assaults lasted
more than 15 minutes, and usually included prolonged and sometimes painful
rubbing of the victim‘s clitoris — two of the girls told they habitually feigned
orgasm in order to dupe and satisfy the nauseatingly oversexed police women.
It must be thoroughly underlined none of the actual victims were prostitutes or
criminals/druggies; they were all hearty philanthropists condemning human
rights violations and narcotics!).
We‘re still in Oslo, 1992, but now in the month of September.
Chiefly due to the excruciating injustice I‘ve undergone, I‘m totally opposed to
disclosing details anywise of larger and especially strategic value to Norwegian
authorities.....in consequence, succeeding summary may be ―partially obscure‖:
I‘ve always appreciated a given amount physical activity, so — upon finishing
more sedentary tasks in the evening, I normally stepped into my running shoes
to get some outdoor exercise.
During my vesperal — occasionally nocturnal — exertions, I‘d noticed Ms
FINNE-GRØNN (daughter of Mr Jørgen Magnus FINNE-GRØNN).
She worked as a nurse, and each evening she‘d leave her apartment in Rasmus
Vinderens vei at approximately the same time. Walking down said street she‘d
e intersect the suburban commuter railway at Blinderen and turn sharply right —
heading for the private house of her old parents requiring her assistance before
bedding.
Perhaps it was the 2 nd at 10:30 PM — while Ms Finne-Grønn proceeded on
foot towards the center of Vinderen* (*region in Oslo) — I saw a suspicious
man lurking behind some bushes right outside her apartment.....and maybe I
instantly recognized this person, doubtlessly a foreigner, as one I the previous
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FORMAL COMPLAINT VS THE KINGDOM OF NORWAY
by Wilh. Werner WINTHER, Norway
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