Prisoners have remained silent—some out of shame, others out of fear of retaliation, but most because that’s just the way it’s always been.
You could get butchered and the guards wouldn’t know it until they discovered your bloodless corpse lying crumpled on the walkway.
I've been strip-searched hundreds of times.
Touchscreens are tricky when you've been locked up for over 20 years.
Writing about technology I don't understand and have never ever seen is depressing. So I invent my own worlds.
Until now, touching another living thing took place in the context of fights, pat-downs, and strip searches.