This article was published in collaboration with The Marshall Projecta nonprofit newsroom covering the US criminal justice system.
Looking up, I see James waving me toward the hallway. White guy with blond hair and green eyes; naked the Bible and a smile all day. Besides, the faster we get walking to the showers of hell, the faster we get back. Ninel nude we start walking down nudebootsgirls hall then step outside, the smell of shit from a nearby pig barn makes my stomach turn.
Twenty yards later, we turn outside inside, into a red-brick hallway, where we walk along a yellow line.
I've Been In Prison For 15 Years. The Showers Are Hell.
The hallway is even hotter than the outside. I begin to sweat more.
The noise coming out of the prison units is deafening — people yelling and slamming dominoes. The line to the showers is plus strong.
We walk wearing only boxers and shower shoes; those of us who have families on the outside to provide for us are showers carrying our own soap.