Wanted
by - Thursday, January 1, 1970 at 12:00 AM
Wanted


If you were left under house arrest? Would you leave the country without a second thought? Knowing that you're looking at 10 to 20 years in maximum security for selling drugs.
One might ask: "You can't spend the rest of your life in hiding, can you?  When your time is up, you can go out with a clear conscience.
If prison is your home, or if you don't have a penny to your name, maybe so. But is it better to postpone this moment as long as possible?
Let's look at all the possibilities.
This assignment is not for 2-3 years, but for decades, in my case 16 years. Halfway through my sentence, my eyesight has gotten worse, my teeth are crumbling, even though I'm taking care of my health. Here you wait years for an eye appointment and pull your own teeth without waiting for the dentist.
- You want a filling? We just take them out. - says the local doctor.
I'm still young, I don't need any special specialists. At the age of 10 you will lose all your teeth, your lungs will be clogged with Chinese synthetic material from the sewing factory, or you will smoke cheap Kazakh cigarettes. It's not worth it.
So, if you've got the finances, you're looking at jail time, but you still have time? You buy documents: passport, license, passport, bank cards. I don't have to tell you where to get them. You take everything you need with you. You leave your old phone at home, buy a new one with a SIM card in a mall. You should not activate your new phone if you have your old one, because the cops will billing all the phones that were close to yours, and it will be strange if one of them happens to be out of the region at some time. You will be found out and detained at some traffic police post on the pretext of checking documents.
If you had a beard and long hair, shave it off. If vice versa, similarly, grow it. Make sure you change your old clothes for new, store-bought ones. When the feds took me in, they had pictures from my hacked smartphone. They knew what I would be wearing and what I looked like. Hood, cap, glasses (not necessarily sunglasses), mask, two-way jacket. Went into the bathroom, changed my color from black to white. Set up Jabber to communicate with someone in the family, give instructions on how to use it in advance. No social networks, calls to friends and relatives, telegraphs and other messengers. You should rent lodging in mini-hotels (apartments for rent) according to forged documents; as a rule, those who rent apartments don't put the data in any registers.
You can use the blablacar (travel companion) application to get to the Chinese border. I'll tell you a real case of a prisoner I met in one prison, his sentence was 11 years. He was running a drug lab. They caught him. They kept him on his own recognizance. They call a recess at the trial, he realizes he's going to get a lot of time. He hugs his mom, dad, takes the money and disappears. A week later, on the border between Belarus and Ukraine, the FSB packs him into a minibus.
I ask him:
- How come?
It turns out he drove 3,000 km in a blablacar, and was only accepted at the border because he had the documents on him.
- What? You crossed half the country, the Russian-Russian border, and they took you in because you didn't have the documents?
- Yeah.
He made a deal with some Vasya from Minsk to get him into Ukraine through a checkpoint, but since he was wanted, well...
He went back home in a Stolypin wagon. For this prank, he was not added time, but only a tag in the zone with a note: as a person prone to escape.
There was another passenger on the SIZO, stopped by our cell for a week, told his story.
He worked as a bookmarker for a store, he skipped all the money he earned, they found him stranded on the street and found a bag of JWH in his pocket. Left him on his own recognizance, and the settlement was him under the second part of the Criminal Code, three years of general security. He leaves for a smaller town, rents an apartment there, and continues to work as a bagger at the same drug store, meeting with friends on the weekends to get drunk and smoke in the town where the case was filed, skipping all the dough for fun. It went on like that for six months. Apparently the cops already had him in custody and wanted to take him for dealing, which they did. They picked him up at his apartment while he was packing and he had all the correspondence and addresses with him. He came to us under 228.2 and 228 part 4 of the Criminal Code, and I don't know what happened to him after that. He dissolved into the faceless mass of inmates.
Take care of yourself. Do not make silly mistakes. Life is a game and it ends happily for those who stopped in time.
Peace!
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