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Mental & Physical Health

When it comes to prison, most people arriving to these institutions or who have a friend or family member on the inside often focus solely on potential violence in prison. Violence is an ever lurking malignant presence, but what is often overlooked is the mental and physic Prisons are simply concentrations of people who often come with many different issues in their lives. The drug addict, thief, or violent criminal is of course expected but also there exists a large population in any prison with mental issues that are not known to the prisoner, but there are lots of mentally ill prisoners who do not even know they are mentally ill. When we concentrate large amounts of stressful personalitie


Lil Troy was a product of his surroundings, ground down deep up to his knees in the streets. His mama was a career dope fiend and his daddy was AWOL. So, it was inevitable what he would be. The things this kid would see. His old G was bare backing for bags. His older brother was kidnapped and held for ransom for cash. He’d seen a dead body in the gangway on the way to his class. And, a clucker beaten to death for clipping a stash. They strong-armed his innocence before Lil Troy could add. It is sad but, his tale is just a dime a dozen. He grew up and was cuffed by his cousin, strapped up, sandwich bagged and packed up. Then, he was enrolled in the University of Hustling. Fast forward ten yea

Angles: His Own Way

The yard was near empty, most cons at their jobs or faking it in their programs. The one he was looking for was in his usual spot. Posted up, wary eyed, back firmly against the stone wall. “What up Chet” Brice greeted him, a quick tap of the knuckles, the prison yard `pound`. “Same old. Stressing.” Chet stands near as tall, but sixty pounds lighter. Pasty skinned, weasel faced – always looking as if he’d just sucked a lemon. “You sweating the parole board?” Brice asks. “Three days from now – but you know they ain’t letting no violents go, and with a rape tag too….” Chet whined. “Maybe so. But there’s always a chance.” “Better off buying a lottery ticket. Shit wasn’t rape no way. F-ing b

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