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US Navy civilian analyst turned Israeli spy Jonathan Pollard was imprisoned nearly 30 years and is up for November release. In 1987, he was sentenced to life. Searching archives, I found my 1990 interview with his just-paroled ex-wife Anne, who said:

“I served two months beyond my maximum. The prison would not allow time reduced for good behavior.” A bride who’d supported his activities and aided his escape attempt, she was not tried for espionage. “I never spied. I know no secrets.” Three levels below ground in maximum security, solitary, Pollard last saw her “chained head to toe” in court.

“In jail, I was forbidden calls except family. Forbidden to write for help. Forbidden reading. Prisoners see journalists. Me, not. Prisoners see lawyers. I couldn’t. Not even my grandfather.” About incarceration being for that person to suffer, she said. “Lose your freedom, yes, but not your life.

“I had a severe medical disability, lost 64 pounds and was not meant to leave alive. I was locked in a 6-by-12 cell. The toilet, broken five days at a time. I smelled the stench. Wasting away, rats and roaches crawled on me. I could not drink the water, which was mixed with sewer gas. Constantly watched, I lacked a moment’s privacy. Male guards ogled me when I could shower. The bare cell lacked sheets and towels.

“For 100 days, locked in a windowless cell 24 hours a day, I sweated constantly and was denied treatment for abdominal pain. When I collapsed, the Bureau of Prisons pulled out my IV. Aspirin was considered a controlled substance. Even when I was very sick, I was punished and made to clean stairways. I heard relentless screams. And chatter from degenerates, criminals fighting and death threats by neo-Nazis and Muslims saying, ‘Kill the dirty Jew bitch.’

“It was brutal. Hell.”

What she says is: “He never engaged in anti-US activity. To avert potential Arab war, he provided information critical to Israel’s existence.

“Our government promised not to impose life if he cooperated. Then they broke their contract.”

Anne lives in Israel, and should he be released, he will go there too.

Knocking ideas around

“Knock Knock: Live,” Fox-TV’s latest pseudo semi reality thing, has showfolk supposedly unexpectedly knocking on strangers’ doors. People can then win money. Host Ryan Seacrest trumpets this “new idea . . . never before done.” Really?! A tall Australian I knew knocked on such doors, camera crew in tow, in the ’80s.

Seacrest then hawks his own commercial products on this new idea! Tsk, tsk . . .

A change in Caitlyn’s smile?

Dentists are getting into Caitlyn’s act. Or mouth. Park Avenue’s Dr. Gerry Curatola: “There’s anatomical differences between masculine and feminine teeth. Her masculine lowers are uneven. Need work. Her uppers, which appear to have had work done, haven’t been made more ‘sexy and feminine.’

“Upper fronts should be slightly longer and ‘pouty,’ which give a younger, more feminine look and allow her upper lip to appear fuller.”

Curatola, termed whatever means “integrative cosmetic dentist and author of dentofacial aesthetics” pointed that out to Jenner. So far Bruce/Cait has not gotten his/her teeth into it.

Book nook

Jesse Kornbluth’s new book is “Married Sex: A Love Story.” I mean, speaking of new ideas. The novel’s about threesomes. I mean, speaking of old ideas . . .

Another book coming is “Henry Clay: America’s Greatest Statesman.” I’ve already read about Hamilton, FDR, Lincoln, Washington, Hamilton, Woodrow Wilson, JFK, Dwight Eisenhower, Hamilton, Reagan, John Quincy Adams, Hamilton, Jefferson and 32 other of America’s greatest statesmen. Please . . .

Unlike other presidents who shall remain nameless, Dubya was never accused of infidelity. His wife had a rule: If you can’t pronounce it, you can’t do it.

And that’s only in DC, kids, only in DC.