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Few know what goes on in the body, under skin when sentenced to die within walls. I know. I was sentenced twice, twice to come home in a body bag.
The Government even had a mind-doctor in the courtroom. His job, to observe my look, movement -- see if I would be a candidate to rat.
It's been over 21 years, and I'm still in. I guess I didn't pass the
mind-doctor's test.
At MCC, New York, when returning from court, you are put in The Hole. No big deal -- that entire pre-trial year I was housed solely in The Hole. It was night when a lone guard whispered through the thick iron door,
"They're sending you to Marion." I'd never heard of it. Then, chained and heading there, I learned.
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