My friend shows me how to loosen the handcuffs, because the road is long.

Recent news coverage showed Ken Lay, the former CEO of Enron, being led away in handcuffs.

He covers my eyes, puts on the handcuffs, takes his things from the table and leaves.

He handcuffs me again, pushes me with all his strength against the wall, lifts my right foot.

He holds our hands and puts them in handcuffs, then ties the handcuffs to the chain hanging from the rod. He pulls the chain till we are hanging by our hands, toes barely touching the ground. You re mid way between sky and earth, presented as a sacrifice of blood.

We re falling all the way from the seventh sky, at least so it feels, when he unlocks the chain suddenly, then the handcuffs.

The fact that the man was black might or might not have made the cop go for his handcuffs even sooner than he might normally have done.

A table and a chair next to the door, several handcuffs at the back, with a metal pipe in place of a curtain rod, from which hangs a metal chain.