Previously on cereal.

Sicking my hand out, I mean, good grief if anyone was standing outside.

Cheering up, we did this little dance.

I wonder how long my voice has been going on in Pakistan and Afghanistan.

Taiwan boat would come home.

Question, Mike, you know, the officers on your face, how do they get their thoughts to see?

I thought it was kind of like, a Taliban guy.

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The way Bo talks to Mark about his time as a prisoner, it's almost as if it's divided.

There's year one when he's gathering intel, planning escapes, focused on getting away,

and then the rest of it.

And the rest of it is four more years.

When his purpose is less sharp, his hope is blurrier, there's less action.

Now he's got to endure.

And that's in large part because after year one, after Bo's nine-day escape,

the Taliban put him in a cage.

And I immediately saw that there was no way of getting out of that cage.

This is a metal cage or a wood cage or what?

Yeah, this is like an iron bar cage made for what purpose?

Or keeping me in it.

Bo says it was six parts, four sides plus a top and a bottom,

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