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Artifacts

The national food menu is scheduled to change next month, as it does every fall. The men who’ve been down for a dime still remember the days before a national menu was instituted when it was left to each federal … Continue reading

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Grits

The commissary line is always longest on Monday mornings. An empty locker makes an inmate anxious, and he will queue up at 7:30, skipping breakfast, to replenish the sodas and candies and chicharrones he scoffed over the weekend. The line … Continue reading

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The Law of Seriality

I just finished reading Arthur Koestler’s The Case of the Midwife Toad, the account of Austrian biologist Paul Kammerer’s experiments in evolution and his colleagues’ ruthless efforts to discredit his findings and destroy his career which (possibly coupled with female … Continue reading

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Game Night

There are nine televisions in our unit–five for the blacks, three for the Mexicans, and one for the whites. You may watch whichever television you’d like, regardless of race, but only blacks may change channels on the black TVs, only … Continue reading

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Bring the Hot Sauce

The trick to making friends in prison is simple: bring the hot sauce. Technically, outside condiments are not allowed in the chow hall. But this rule, like so many others, is not typically enforced. Inmates regularly sneak in all sorts … Continue reading

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Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Fire

Saturday nights are Nacho Night: Heat one twelve-ounce packet of Bushy Creek Chili under hot tap water–the 190 as they say in prison. To that, add a drop of soy sauce, a packet of Ramen seasoning (chicken flavor), a handful … Continue reading

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Chicken and Waffles

Chow hall. Christian table. The guy next to me peels back the foil wrapper on a packet of maple syrup and pours the amber liquid over a stack of waffles. “Where does maple syrup come from?’ he asks the guy … Continue reading

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