It’s winter 1943, you’re a US POW in a Luftwaffe run POW camp for US and British prisoners. In all regards you’re treated pretty well, you’re given more than enough food, you’re payed for your work and have safe and well maintained working conditions. You also have more than enough free time. You’re just wandering around the camp when a camp guard standing at the fence whistles to get your attention and motions for you to come over.

“Oy! Yeah you come ‘ere, you look cold, need a blanker or anything darlin’?