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In the early hours of 22 May 2009, a bicycle moves through a cold Santiago night. A comrade carries in his rucksack an insurrectional dream. He’s carrying a homemade bomb and his single objective becomes clearer with each pedal: attack the school of the Gendarmeria. Around 1.30 in the morning, he makes his last stop, only one block separates him from completing the action. But in an instant, an unexpected accident sets off the detonation. The Bomb that should have gnashed in the face of the powerful, when activated threw the body of the compañero Mauricio Morales Duarte to the middle of the street. Mauri was, and is, an anarchist comrade. Actually, an anarchist apprentice as he jokingly liked to call himself. We are not looking to glorify or create blind admiration for our friend by means of this text: on the contrary, we are adamant that Mauri does the speaking. His own words will do the describing. Brother Mauri, this is for you...

The somewhat hasty and long overdue compilation of this pamphlet is the consequence of a deadline, a solidarity gig in London to be held on July 5 [2007]. The experience has been intense, one could say a labour of love. Reading and setting out the words of the imprisoned comrades has been a way of knowing them and being fired by their courage and passion for freedom. For a moment the walls within walls, locked doors upon locked doors, endless corridors and claustrophobic cells disappear in an embrace of free spirits. That brings us to the question of solidarity, and this pamphlet should also be seen as a contribution in that direction, in the eternal debate on the practice of solidarity.