Jan 13, 2022
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Prison salvation: Waking up in the hole was a shock and Dennis felt dizzy. Hazy recollections of a nurse stitching the wounds in his back drifted like an ancient black and white film before his squinted eyelids.
His disorientation spiked. A guard shouted.
“Stand up! 4 pm count!”
Dennis began to roll his left shoulder upward to sit up. He felt his suppurating stab punctures leaking and sticking to his bedsheets. Pain ripped and tore up…
