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No Paper Inmigracion Carcel De Federal [NPICDF]
Chapter Two : The Holding Cell

Our first night night in Jail , woke some time in the morning form the sound of unlocking door , somebody throw two breakfast trays - Great i haven't eat whole day yesterday , let see what the restaurant would offer ... I really forgot what we ate this morning but it was 90% sugar - if u eat it all u will probably get diabetes , or heart attack . Good guards turn on the lights so we can see better see how our lovely holding cell looked like . White walls , extremely comfortable bed bunks , and no day light . Only thing to do over there is to sleep , lunch , sleep , dinner, sleep , sleep ... Everything was a little bit freaking out - u heard people form the other holding cells screaming and yelling " U fuckin cop pig " "Shut up u fuckin scumbag , or u gonna spend 5 more days in the isolator " "Fuck u" .
Because our holding apartment were right to the guards control desk I was able to see some interesting stuff - at one time all the alarms went on and there were guards runnig all over the place , few minutes later they brought some white trash kid and put him on the bench right accross our cell . The cops just left him there and i think there were waiting for him to calm down a little so the nurse can see him and give him some of the red sleeping pills I guess . In the same time there was a guy with a camcorder who was filming all that , damn it where was my camcorder or camera or something , fuck .... 20 minutes later it was all over , they took the guy back to his cell while he was cursing them again and again . All that great view form or 10 by 30 centimeters window.
It was late afternoon and I was looking form the window for some more action when I saw the guy in the cell across ours . He was with a 5 days beard , long hair and looked tired and depressed (things coomon for the jail ) I waved at him and started smiling and trying to explain me some stuff with his hands , after a couple tries I figured out that he was form Israel and he was also Immigration detainee. Illegal Israelian ??? In USA ??? Man there were something wrong here .What happen with that old Jew conspiracy , and weren't Jews who controlled USA and the rest of the World . Maybe he was some Mosad secret agent and he had some special jail mission . Later i got inspired by Michael Scofield and I made a paper boat , showed it to our new Israelian friend and he laughed his ass . It was obviously that this guy was here for a while , he started getting crazy in the cell . There was one more guy with him in the cell , looked to be Mexican ..hmm Mexican and Jew in one cell - things were getting more interesting .
Dinner time , another two trays thrown in the cell - that food fuckin sucks , but hopefully tomorrow they gonna transfer us to a better place , at least with some day light. it was just one day , but locked down this way time was passing fuckin slow slow slow .... I was singing in my head Madonna's Time goes by so slowly , time goes by slowly....

Content

Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter 2: The Kidnap

Chapter 3: The Holding Cell

Chapter 4: The Condom Rule

Chapter 5: Franklin County Jail

Chapter 6: The Most Wanted

Chapter 7: The Uzbekistanis And The Telephone

Chapter 8: Calling The Embassy

Chapter 9: Popcorn[Jail Edition - Mr. and Mrs. Smith]

Chapter 10: Graffiti Art

Chapter 11: Popcorn[Jail Edition - Perfect Stranger]