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I rented a car at the Kansas City airport and drove towards Springfield as I had been directed. I had read about the Training Center in a leather magazine and decided I was ready to try it myself. I had been working on my physical condition for over a year and was now not in bad shape for a 30 year old. For reasons I can’t entirely describe, the scene I wanted to act out was that of a sailor sentenced to do hard brig time. I had read in the article about the psychology of confinement and the various levels and decided I wanted to try a very strict regime.