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Back Into The Fray

Heading back to the USA, numbers scrawled on my body.

David Farrier

David Farrier

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Me & Bailey in Auckland, New Zealand.

Hi,

I'm tapping this missive out from Auckland airport in Aotearoa, New Zealand – preparing to board a plane to head back to Los Angeles.

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Under my clothing, a series of cell numbers scrawled in vivid across my left thigh: My lawyer, my immigration attorney, some people dear to me. I'd commit them to memory, but my memory is shit (remember the time I didn't remember meeting Rob Schneider?).

The numbers are there in case I draw the short straw and ICE steps in. I'm white, so they likely won't – but in the USA in 2026, why take any chances? Call me Wentworth Miller in Prison Break, my method of escape inked into my body.

If you didn't watch the genius that is Prison Break, it involves Wentworth Miller's character breaking into a prison, in order to break his brother out - via the prison's map, hidden in his full body tattoo. What a plot! Three seasons of chaos!

Jokes aside, I'm aware ICE photographed me while I was reporting in Minneapolis and have little doubt mad dogs Anna Wilding and James Sved have made the Department of Homeland Security aware of my movements – much like New Zealand's Sean Plunket did last year.

As far as I can tell, the way ICE deals with this stuff is a lottery. So who knows.

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