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118: Standing at the Prison Gate, I Was Icarus Plummeting to Earth.

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I Don't Know How to Beat the System, but It's Not Her Fault, I'm Here

Iwam supposed to have celebrated my fiftieth birthday in nappa. Instead, i'm here. Why am i talking to myself out loud? I tried to separate two bulls from assaulting a fragile wisp of an inmate who couldn't defend himself. The guards laughed and called me a stupid faggot for defending the inmate. But there is no justice in being a moral person here. Ity is measured by time. On the calendar, every day that goes by is a good day. Every day that remains is a bad day. So it's been less than two years and only two more to go. Nine by six,. nine by six. Everything is your fault.Everything

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