"'Get the FUCK out of here.'
He delivers the line the same way every time.
Slightly slurred with drugs, with a deep, hateful undertone that spits
venom at me. He won't meet my gaze or even look at me. He sits slumped
forward on the cot in the 8 by 8 cell, forearms on his thighs, and
stares bleakly at the grey linoleum floor."