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Meet Bed #37 Chapter Two
October 4th, 2026 Saturday I gallivanted around the al fresco splendor of the bullpen with my current squeeze, a sweetheart half my age hitting the criteria of my prison play-pals: smokin' redneck. I'm determined to marry one. Seriously, being locked down's sunniest feature is a sea of available hot hillbillies, and I intend to lock a good one down if it kills me. 3 decades+ of doing guys "like me": artsy-fartsy fags (I can say that, like these African Americans in here
Oct 56 min read
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A Letter To Cookie Crews
August 4th, 2026 Department of Corrections Commissioner Crews: Hello! This is inmate Hiett #283308 at Northpoint greeting and wishing you a great day. Clearly if I'm taking time after 11 flat to approach you, I have concerns. Knowing you are a busy person I appreciate your momentary focus. This pertains to matters on the ground for all demographics, the tether connecting I realize you tire of hearing about: sexuality. Something I wouldn't address but it's problematic for
Aug 42 min read
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Tolerating Me
July 13th, 2026 Back to the States after my year in da Nederlands I had the mama of all breakdowns. Amsterdam split with sister Rotterdam, the country known for lacking judgy-ness, a quote heard by friend of a friend Dusty, a Chicago attorney last I knew "The only thing we won't tolerate is INTOLERANCE" from a Dutch citizen. Hettie, the cabbie wife of Ruel, my English-deprived coworker took me all over the City of Sin. She witnessed my captivation at "Homomonument", a me
Jul 133 min read
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