In solitary, it was almost always freezing. Prisoners would wrap themselves in sheets and extra clothes and walk back and forth just to stay warm. Some days, I could see my own breath.
I suffered in silence, but some inmates would rip up their blankets, stuff them into their toilets and start flushing, flooding the unit.
One night, prisoners on the top portion of the unit started to “flood” together. Filthy water poured down from the upper floor to the lower level, flooding the cells…
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