Plaster City (A Jimmy Veeder Fiasco) - Plot & Excerpts
Take my experienced word for it. A veteran of overnights in the hoosegow, I’d been brought in for more than my fair share of drunken brawls (thinking I was impressing a girl I wanted to have sex with) and been thrown in paddy wagons at more than one protest march (thinking I was impressing a hippie girl I wanted to have sex with). Many people’s biggest fear of jail is that you have to keep one eye open for the possibility that your cellmate’s crush has graduated to the physical stage of the relationship, but that’s more a prison thing. In county jail, it’s far more likely that your fellow incarcerates have developed a grudge against society and need to actualize that aggression on something soft and punchable. Still not a best-case scenario, but at least the scars are visible. And even if you get the cell to yourself, the sounds of the men that surround you are more than enough to keep you awake. The dark rainbow of human experience voiced through the cries of the detained.
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