Boy Hernandez arrives in America with a dream: he would like to be a world-class fashion designer. It’s a simple dream. He’s talented, he’s driven, and he’s even conniving enough to do it. But we find him thousands of miles from the fashion world, deep within the belly of the beast, sitting in solitary confinement in Guantanamo Bay, equipped with only a useless Koran and a pad on which to write his confession.
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