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Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Over the past two days both work and home life (though they are both in the same building) have changed quite a bit. I have a new cellie at one end and a new coworker at the other.
On Monday, Juan moved to go to the kitchen workers' dorm and was replaced by a young guy named Chris. My new cellmate is only 18 and entered prison just two months ago. I hope he isn't dragged into stupid stuff like a lot of other youngsters looking for approval. He seems to have a good head on his shoulder, but only time will tell. I'll try to be as encouraging as I can while dissuading him from the dumb stuff.
Yesterday, Shane was replaced by a guy named Dustin. I'm not too sure about him. He goes by "Sin" because it is tattooed on the back of his neck with "666" hidden inside. It couldn't be more stereotypical of a prison tattoo if he had "Mom" in a pierced heart. As long as he works and doesn't let his gang affiliation influence the workplace, it should be okay. He says he has changed over the past two years (he's been incarcerated for eight) but, like my cellie, only time will tell.
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