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Stuck fast
She jammed her hands in her pockets.
The door jammed at his first attempt to open it.
His own flashlight was jammed in his pocket, pointing absurdly upward.
They advanced the few hundred paces that separated the bridge from the Kaluga road, taking more than an hour to do so, and came out upon the square where the streets of the Transmoskva ward and the Kaluga road converge, and the prisoners jammed close together had to stand for some hours at that crossway.
The closer she got to the overcrowded, poor part of the city, the more people jammed the streets, shoving against her in an effort to escape the collapsing buildings.