Jail Tales 4 – Experiencing, observing, analysing people

I used to go to church in the Spanish girls' cells. One of the women in our pod was a pastor. She held prayer meetings. A lot of crying and wailing went on and they had these songs they'd sing, like I'd never heard before, with a particular harmony and rhythm that felt alien at... Continue Reading →

Jail Tales 3 – Moved to another jail. The next breakdown

My next breakdown occurred in the second jail I was shipped to, 6 hours drive from my home town. Comes a time when all illegals must face the journey to an ICE detention centre. The one I was sent to on October 17th 2012, was Irwin County Detention Center which 'rented' a few pods to... Continue Reading →

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