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Always, almost always frozen. Prisoners wrap themselves into layers and extra clothes and just walk back and forth to stay warm. Some days, I could see my breath.
I suffered in silence, but some prisoners brought up their blankets, pasted their blankets, sticking to their toilets and start flushing.
One night, the prisoners in the upper part of the unit began to start “flood” together. The dirty water descends from the top floor to lower the level, the cells there was flooded. My cell was full of water on my knees. Then the tubes began flood, including the toilets, including mine. It was horrified, I jumped on my bed, and the dirty water began to rise until the mattress dated.
I shouted to the help of officers, but no one came. After a while, the water rose and began to withdraw, but it was damaged – my cell was dirty. After one or two hours, an officer came and begged him to open the door.
He smiled. The “third turn” section was to be locked – “I don’t open any door.”
“Here, nasty, bro. Please, at least I removed the water,” said I begged.
“Will you be good,” he said, then went.
There was fecal all over the place. I felt like an animal in a cage.
My court began in December 2004 and continued until I was confident in April 2005. When I sent to NJSP to August 2005, I was kept in prison. It was a two-year single prison.
The NJSP was immediately placed in the total population unit. Now I could now go to the confusion hall to enter into three meals, religious services and putting other areas in the kitchen, laundry or other areas in the kitchen, laundry or prison. I could go to the yard and gym and have regular visitors.
I learned that the only way you end with insulation was to have trouble. Therefore I did the work to clear my job.
However, 17 years later, I ended in Lockup to have an unauthorized USB wire. Sent to the “temporary” holding cell for relevant violations. The above steps, AdSeg spent prisoners in time. Unlike the locking of the County Prison, this place was loud – loudly with the ear.
Some prisoners cursed each other. Others, in turn, cursed and shouting the prisoners cursed. Then there were door bangers who kicked the metal doors of the cells like donkeys. It was a zoo.
The previous occupant was obviously disturbed. The mattress was in tattoos. The food was broken. A dried feces sat in a stainless steel toilet.
Again, I was no longer a new coming from a new face. I was already a middle-aged person with about 20 years of experience in one of the most notorious prisons of the country.
Collecting my strength and participated in the choir of prisoners, some cleaning and “night bag”, toothpaste, toothbrush, toilet paper, toilet paper, toilet paper, toilet paper and blanket.
“What do you want?” A young officer, who was overly processed and processed, asked me.
I pointed to the feces in the toilet. He just hugged and told me to use water to clean his water.
“What do I have to clean it?” I asked and annoyed.
“Use your hands” and moved away.
For me, two decades began to be patient and self-control.
The next two days, I speed up.
It was the third night when he heard the child who started burning the next door. I knew what was coming, but I didn’t have a blanket or sheet to close the door. The dirty water began to spill the cell. When the water level is upgraded, I pressed the metal bed and do not start overflowing the toilet. “Please, not, not again,” I begged.