Living inside an airport
Posted: Fri Jul 19, 2013 1:39 pm
Every day he wakes up to the same monotonous female voice announcing flight details, gate closures and a lengthy monologue - regularly repeated - on Kazakh customs regulations.
"I feel like I am going slightly crazy," he says.
Already pale and puffy-faced, he is confined to a windowless 2m by 3m room inside the arrivals hall.
"I see all these people leaving the building, and I am just stuck here, I can't go anywhere," he says.
man knocked up a prostitute. Tough break on the visa though.