August 17, 2025 • 20 mins
It's official. Toenails has left the building. There was no real camaraderie. Number 1, a fellow Despicable, walked with him to the meat wagon. From the rest of us however, it was more good riddance than au revoir. The place felt instantly brighter the moment the toxic mood hoover left.
During the three and a half years I was in prison I wrote over a million words by hand. Tales From The Jails is a contemporaneous account of my life, and attempts to thrive rather than merely survive, whilst incarcerated.
Most names have been changed. The events have not.
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(00:00):
During the three and a halfyears I was in prison, I wrote
(00:03):
over a million words by hand.
Tales from the Jails is acontemporaneous account of my
life, and attempts to thriverather than merely survive
whilst incarcerated.
Most names have been changed,but the events have not.
Episode 47 Toenails Has Left TheBuilding It's the ninth of 12th,
(00:41):
2016.
Important dates, memorableoccasions, events that happened,
which play some significant rolein influence or shaping and
moulding a person's life.
Whether we call themanniversaries or landmarks or
memories we wish to forget asmuch as remember, life-changing
(01:04):
moments are a fact of life.
I'm lucky.
T says adventure lies in waitfor me.
I tend not to have dull days,but dramatic ones.
Today's no exception.
It's official.
Toenails has left the building.
(01:25):
There was no real camaraderie.
Number 1, a fellow Despicable,walked with him to the meat
wagon.
From the rest of us however, itwas more good riddance than au
revoir.
The place felt instantlybrighter the moment the toxic
mood hoover left.
For the past 11 months he'stried every dirty scummy trick
(01:48):
or scheme to make them asdifficult as possible for me.
He was a malignant cancer with asly insidious way about him.
He hated me from the moment Ilanded in reception, four days
after landing in here.
Envious, bitter, jealous in theextreme.
(02:11):
But worse, manipulative,despicable, and with no
redeeming qualities, pure jail.
It is strange looking back, hardto put into words how the odds
of surviving this far have beenso stacked against me,
especially with The Despicablesgnawing away every day.
(02:34):
If it wasn't undermining anddiscrediting me, then it was
trying to turn my fellow workersor lads on the wing against me.
I've lost count of the timesthey've tried to throw me under
the bus in front of officers orthe lads hoping it would somehow
derail me.
I watched Toenails closely for11 months.
(02:56):
How he gloated on the misery andpain of others.
Young D said early on, he'shorrible, pure jail, and that
name stuck, as well as Toenails.
The funny thing is he neverknew.
He thought he was somehowsuperior, stronger, harder, but
(03:20):
really he'll only be rememberedfor being cancerous, toxic, and
not to be trusted.
His head will fall off when hediscovers one day what the lads
labelled him as because hebelieved he was the alpha male.
His posse was as despicable ashim.
(03:40):
Always ugly, always dickheadsthat you want to swerve.
That was the limits of his Agame.
The more he, the posse or staffat times have applied pressure
in my direction, the more I'vemanaged to navigate it.
Rise above it, has been aregular mantra for 11 months.
(04:05):
I've lost count of the timesI've been blackballed or left
out of things, all Toenails'doing.
However, instead of breaking me,it shone a light on me.
It's a game of wits and will,and tenacity, and Toenails and
the posse failed miserablywhilst I thrived.
(04:28):
I'd made certain promises tomyself before descending the
stairs to incarceration.
One, I would not fight unlessattacked and need to defend
myself.
Two, always remain true tomyself.
Be as authentic as possible.
Three, I will do my prison timeas straight as possible within
(04:54):
the rules and regs.
One slip up from me and I couldend up in a far worse position.
Four, I would not be provoked orgoaded into fighting for the
entertainment of others,especially the pack.
Five.
Survive, thrive and follow myinstincts.
(05:17):
Six.
I would not only feel love, butnot be afraid to express or
demonstrate it, although not bea dickhead about it either.
Every day it is a fine line.
Being careful to respond ratherthan react.
However, there were many dark,tough times when I nearly
(05:39):
abandoned my own promises.
Such was the pressure, fight orflight moments.
If I'd reacted rather thanresponded on any occasion, I
certainly would've been shippedout.
Worse, if it was a properfallout, then probably I'd be
scarred for life.
(06:01):
A bad beating can be far worsethan a blade slicing through
your flesh, but rise above it Idid.
How many times in the past, lateat night I would repeat, in my
darkest hour I feel only loveand know that I am loved.
(06:22):
Another mantra that kept me saneand stable.
Interestingly, as the monthspassed, the lads became fed up
with The Despicables.
They loved the Mood Hoover shoutI used to drop.
It threw The Despicables,especially Toenails, every time.
This is the real irony though,in the desperation to derail me,
(06:46):
it had the adverse effect.
The rest of the lads, andofficers, saw them for who they
were, and me for who I am.
I'm not everyone's favourite,but lads know I'm just in my own
lane, don't run with the packand can be trusted, properly
trusted.
(07:07):
The Despicables only ended upmaking me stronger and more
durable.
I was lucky.
I had a sense of humour, nevertried to talk it big or prove I
was something more than I am.
I've lost everything.
They all know that now.
But I have something I've neverseen in anyone else.
(07:27):
A spirit and a sense for livingrather than merely existing.
Toenails was always trying toimpress, prove himself.
I was the opposite.
I wished to blend in, and whatdid I have to prove?
Nothing.
For me, regardless of how bad itis or has become, I've got T, my
(07:52):
daughter, my parents, and morethan enough great friends in my
corner.
Who gets that?
I'm grateful for what I do haverather than resenting what I
don't.
And after he was gone, the ladssaid in the kitchen, Toenails
was pure jail, and I was pureclass.
(08:13):
I must admit, that did make melaugh.
Looking back, the more I did notreact, then unfortunately, the
harder and dirtier it became.
I've said many times, it feltlike being cattle prodded, hour
by hour, and yet at the end ofit all, Toenails and scummy
(08:34):
Number 1 turned on Blobby,bullying and terrorizing him to
the point of despair.
He wouldn't come out of his cellfor days.
I said to the lads that TheDespicables were that ugly, they
could have been in a SpaghettiWestern.
Toenails became exposed for whohe really is though, as a result
(08:56):
of Blobby.
He'd already swerved backing himwhen he was attacked in his
cell.
I delivered the line he'd landedon me months ago.
What are you going to do whenyour pal or your pad mate gets
set upon?
Are you gonna be there for them,I said, over a cold pasta.
(09:20):
We all know you've gone AWOL onyour number one gimp, battered
in his cell.
Where were you when he neededyou most?
Where was Blobby's muscle andback up, i.e.
you?
His head fell off.
He knew there was a power shifttaking place around the table.
(09:41):
His days had been numbered forweeks.
I cannot wait to ring T.
Give her the best news we've hadso far this year.
Anyway, that is today.
Tomorrow is another day.
It will be exactly a year sinceI was found guilty.
For a crime that did not existand of which there was not a
(10:03):
single piece of evidence againstme.
However, my thoughts are withGrace, an innocent woman with
young children, incarcerated andseparated from her kids and
family.
If I win the appeal, then shewill be exonerated too.
For now it's keep the appealalive and deal with the POCA.
(10:26):
The judge is determined to cutthe appeal off by decapitating
me with a 6 million pound POCAthat carries an extra 14 years
if you cannot pay it.
The stakes are very, very high,but fight we must.
Legally that is Back on topbunk, decompressing from a very
(10:48):
big day, on the eve of an evenbigger landmark, my pad mate is
on top form.
Laughs and impersonations of thebest duals between Toenails and
I are exchanged through thepipes.
Smurf said, we can enjoyChristmas better without the
Grinch.
His old pad mate said it feelslike Christmas Day today without
(11:11):
him.
Speaking of Christmas, the treeis strangely popular.
Ridiculous, and an irony initself as it's in the prime
position, when prisoners firststep into Walton, there to greet
you and remind you to expect adifferent kind of Christmas this
year.
(11:31):
Then you're processed at thedesk.
Risk assessed, held in theholding room, then a full
assessment.
See a medic, have a shower.
Receive your basics, T-shirtsand jogging bottoms if you need
them.
A towel.
They're normally well used,scabby blue, but they are clean,
then dumped in the holding room.
(11:53):
Then they're let out to beserved the worst meal they've
ever had, probably cold, even ifit's under the heat lamps.
Definitely dry if it's after sixo'clock.
Then back in the holding room toeat it on your lap and then
taken up to the wing.
I'm their last stop before hell.
(12:15):
Blanket, sheet, pillow slip,plastic cutlery, bowl, plate and
cup, and a breakfast brew pack.
Those who have been in beforeask for Coco Pops straight away,
and a spare blanket and extramilk.
If Mr.
P is on, everyone gets the basicof everything and given extra at
(12:38):
your peril.
An hour after being greeted bythe Christmas tree, and welcome
to HMP Liverpool, you're slunginto a cell with a stranger, and
your head is fucked.
The Snowman was playing earlier.
Aled Jones version.
Makes one melt on the spot.
(13:00):
The only thing that broke themagic spell was the radio needed
a two minute windup.
By the time I'd recharged it,the moment was gone.
So is Toenails gone, and thatmade up for it.
Relief.
(13:20):
During the toughest period of mylife, hands down he did
everything to make it worse, andyet, somehow I've come through
the other side of it stronger.
More popular.
Scarred, yes.
Wounded many times, yes.
(13:40):
But here and having remainedtrue to myself.
Why he hated me, loathed me,envied and obsessed about me,
we'll never really know.
Macca's best moment was, he wasPoundland and G-Dubz was Harvey
Nicks.
(14:01):
That's what he said, anyway.
Pure jail gold he called it.
It is a landmark moment, but asI say, we all experience them.
It's part of the journey oflife.
T said, between the Uniconfirmation letter and the
wretched creature gone,Christmas has come early, even
(14:24):
if it is bittersweet.
The cruel separation will befelt most over Christmas.
T is off to her parents.
They still don't know I'm here.
I'm hoping to be able to callher on Christmas Day when I'm
unlocked a couple of times, andspeak to her when her folks are
in the background, wish them allmerry Christmas on the
(14:45):
loudspeaker.
T has told them I'm going to mymother's for Christmas lunch,
John Boy not being so good andall, but really it's all one big
charade.
Very difficult for T to have todeal with, but luckily we can
still have a semblance of a realrelationship out in the real
(15:07):
world.
They're old and it's only rightthey're not worrying and exposed
to any added stress.
Out of mind is the bestalternative, less worrying for
them.
It's another occasion wheninnocent loved ones have to deal
with difficult challenges as aresult of the fallout.
(15:30):
Two weeks today, Christmas willalmost be over.
I can't even begin to imagineit.
Macca asked me what did I wantoff his canteen sheet as a
present.
I chose two tins of rice puddingand a bag of coffee.
Obviously, I then offered himthe same gift in return.
(15:51):
His was raisins, nuts, and twocartons of milk.
I also ordered him a bar ofCadbury's and a box of Jaffa
Cakes.
We'll both eat those when we'rewatching junk TV across the
limited eight channels on ascreen the size of a monitor.
We've all got the prayer matsout that there will be no power
(16:11):
cuts or lockdowns.
I wrote a letter to T, full oflove and finally full of relief.
Drones are early tonight.
Macca said it's going to be awhite Christmas in here, and he
wasn't referring to snow.
No.
Apparently the norm, or atradition, is that loads of the
(16:35):
lads all have a few lines behindthe door.
Obviously the poorer lads willdo Spice.
The Glumster said it's tunes allday like it's Ibiza.
He's done this before.
A week from now, I'll knowwhether I'm doing the Open
University or not.
(16:55):
I've gone all in that theeducation route is the right
path for me.
This is the perfect opportunityto begin that journey.
Who knows where it will take Tand I.
For now, all I can do is capturewhat is taking place, my
experience here, and how I'mnavigating my way through this
(17:16):
nightmare.
I think what is important to mebecause of this experience, is
who do I become as a result ofit?
We all experience unexpectedlife bombs.
Some more cruel and some morepainful.
There are bullies, despicablesand wretched creatures out there
(17:38):
as much as in here, and no onewakes up in the real world and
yells, I know, give me cancer,I'd love a bit of that, do they?
No.
People's lives all over theworld are turned upside down
every day.
There is no discrimination forloss and grief and pain.
(18:02):
All I know is, no matter howtough any one day is, you've got
to try and pick yourself back upby the following morning and go
again.
I could never have foreseen anyof this, most of which I'm
powerless to do anything about.
Most certainly one hands overtheir free will and control and
(18:22):
suffers helplessness oncesentenced and incarcerated.
But helplessness isn't exclusiveto prison.
No.
If that happens outside as muchas in here.
Separated from one's loved ones,the cruel separation as I like
to call it, that's the toughestpart of all of this.
(18:47):
All I can do for now is stick tothe plan to thrive rather than
merely survive, use my time inhere wisely and productively,
and keep the belief that it ispreparing me for something much
greater, which so far has notrevealed itself.
What a day, what a life.
(19:09):
What a test of character thisexperience truly is.
Hi everyone.
It's George here, or G-Dubz, asyou might know me.
It's 2025.
I'm not in cell 3-17, 9 yearsago.
(19:29):
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(19:51):
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Not everyone ends up in prison,but everyone at some point
encounters unexpected lifebombs.
During the three and a halfyears I was in prison, I wrote
(00:03):
over a million words by hand.
Tales from the Jails is acontemporaneous account of my
life, and attempts to thriverather than merely survive
whilst incarcerated.
Most names have been changed,but the events have not.
Episode 47 Toenails Has Left TheBuilding It's the ninth of 12th,
(00:41):
2016.
Important dates, memorableoccasions, events that happened,
which play some significant rolein influence or shaping and
moulding a person's life.
Whether we call themanniversaries or landmarks or
memories we wish to forget asmuch as remember, life-changing
(01:04):
moments are a fact of life.
I'm lucky.
T says adventure lies in waitfor me.
I tend not to have dull days,but dramatic ones.
Today's no exception.
It's official.
Toenails has left the building.
(01:25):
There was no real camaraderie.
Number 1, a fellow Despicable,walked with him to the meat
wagon.
From the rest of us however, itwas more good riddance than au
revoir.
The place felt instantlybrighter the moment the toxic
mood hoover left.
For the past 11 months he'stried every dirty scummy trick
(01:48):
or scheme to make them asdifficult as possible for me.
He was a malignant cancer with asly insidious way about him.
He hated me from the moment Ilanded in reception, four days
after landing in here.
Envious, bitter, jealous in theextreme.
(02:11):
But worse, manipulative,despicable, and with no
redeeming qualities, pure jail.
It is strange looking back, hardto put into words how the odds
of surviving this far have beenso stacked against me,
especially with The Despicablesgnawing away every day.
(02:34):
If it wasn't undermining anddiscrediting me, then it was
trying to turn my fellow workersor lads on the wing against me.
I've lost count of the timesthey've tried to throw me under
the bus in front of officers orthe lads hoping it would somehow
derail me.
I watched Toenails closely for11 months.
(02:56):
How he gloated on the misery andpain of others.
Young D said early on, he'shorrible, pure jail, and that
name stuck, as well as Toenails.
The funny thing is he neverknew.
He thought he was somehowsuperior, stronger, harder, but
(03:20):
really he'll only be rememberedfor being cancerous, toxic, and
not to be trusted.
His head will fall off when hediscovers one day what the lads
labelled him as because hebelieved he was the alpha male.
His posse was as despicable ashim.
(03:40):
Always ugly, always dickheadsthat you want to swerve.
That was the limits of his Agame.
The more he, the posse or staffat times have applied pressure
in my direction, the more I'vemanaged to navigate it.
Rise above it, has been aregular mantra for 11 months.
(04:05):
I've lost count of the timesI've been blackballed or left
out of things, all Toenails'doing.
However, instead of breaking me,it shone a light on me.
It's a game of wits and will,and tenacity, and Toenails and
the posse failed miserablywhilst I thrived.
(04:28):
I'd made certain promises tomyself before descending the
stairs to incarceration.
One, I would not fight unlessattacked and need to defend
myself.
Two, always remain true tomyself.
Be as authentic as possible.
Three, I will do my prison timeas straight as possible within
(04:54):
the rules and regs.
One slip up from me and I couldend up in a far worse position.
Four, I would not be provoked orgoaded into fighting for the
entertainment of others,especially the pack.
Five.
Survive, thrive and follow myinstincts.
(05:17):
Six.
I would not only feel love, butnot be afraid to express or
demonstrate it, although not bea dickhead about it either.
Every day it is a fine line.
Being careful to respond ratherthan react.
However, there were many dark,tough times when I nearly
(05:39):
abandoned my own promises.
Such was the pressure, fight orflight moments.
If I'd reacted rather thanresponded on any occasion, I
certainly would've been shippedout.
Worse, if it was a properfallout, then probably I'd be
scarred for life.
(06:01):
A bad beating can be far worsethan a blade slicing through
your flesh, but rise above it Idid.
How many times in the past, lateat night I would repeat, in my
darkest hour I feel only loveand know that I am loved.
(06:22):
Another mantra that kept me saneand stable.
Interestingly, as the monthspassed, the lads became fed up
with The Despicables.
They loved the Mood Hoover shoutI used to drop.
It threw The Despicables,especially Toenails, every time.
This is the real irony though,in the desperation to derail me,
(06:46):
it had the adverse effect.
The rest of the lads, andofficers, saw them for who they
were, and me for who I am.
I'm not everyone's favourite,but lads know I'm just in my own
lane, don't run with the packand can be trusted, properly
trusted.
(07:07):
The Despicables only ended upmaking me stronger and more
durable.
I was lucky.
I had a sense of humour, nevertried to talk it big or prove I
was something more than I am.
I've lost everything.
They all know that now.
But I have something I've neverseen in anyone else.
(07:27):
A spirit and a sense for livingrather than merely existing.
Toenails was always trying toimpress, prove himself.
I was the opposite.
I wished to blend in, and whatdid I have to prove?
Nothing.
For me, regardless of how bad itis or has become, I've got T, my
(07:52):
daughter, my parents, and morethan enough great friends in my
corner.
Who gets that?
I'm grateful for what I do haverather than resenting what I
don't.
And after he was gone, the ladssaid in the kitchen, Toenails
was pure jail, and I was pureclass.
(08:13):
I must admit, that did make melaugh.
Looking back, the more I did notreact, then unfortunately, the
harder and dirtier it became.
I've said many times, it feltlike being cattle prodded, hour
by hour, and yet at the end ofit all, Toenails and scummy
(08:34):
Number 1 turned on Blobby,bullying and terrorizing him to
the point of despair.
He wouldn't come out of his cellfor days.
I said to the lads that TheDespicables were that ugly, they
could have been in a SpaghettiWestern.
Toenails became exposed for whohe really is though, as a result
(08:56):
of Blobby.
He'd already swerved backing himwhen he was attacked in his
cell.
I delivered the line he'd landedon me months ago.
What are you going to do whenyour pal or your pad mate gets
set upon?
Are you gonna be there for them,I said, over a cold pasta.
(09:20):
We all know you've gone AWOL onyour number one gimp, battered
in his cell.
Where were you when he neededyou most?
Where was Blobby's muscle andback up, i.e.
you?
His head fell off.
He knew there was a power shifttaking place around the table.
(09:41):
His days had been numbered forweeks.
I cannot wait to ring T.
Give her the best news we've hadso far this year.
Anyway, that is today.
Tomorrow is another day.
It will be exactly a year sinceI was found guilty.
For a crime that did not existand of which there was not a
(10:03):
single piece of evidence againstme.
However, my thoughts are withGrace, an innocent woman with
young children, incarcerated andseparated from her kids and
family.
If I win the appeal, then shewill be exonerated too.
For now it's keep the appealalive and deal with the POCA.
(10:26):
The judge is determined to cutthe appeal off by decapitating
me with a 6 million pound POCAthat carries an extra 14 years
if you cannot pay it.
The stakes are very, very high,but fight we must.
Legally that is Back on topbunk, decompressing from a very
(10:48):
big day, on the eve of an evenbigger landmark, my pad mate is
on top form.
Laughs and impersonations of thebest duals between Toenails and
I are exchanged through thepipes.
Smurf said, we can enjoyChristmas better without the
Grinch.
His old pad mate said it feelslike Christmas Day today without
(11:11):
him.
Speaking of Christmas, the treeis strangely popular.
Ridiculous, and an irony initself as it's in the prime
position, when prisoners firststep into Walton, there to greet
you and remind you to expect adifferent kind of Christmas this
year.
(11:31):
Then you're processed at thedesk.
Risk assessed, held in theholding room, then a full
assessment.
See a medic, have a shower.
Receive your basics, T-shirtsand jogging bottoms if you need
them.
A towel.
They're normally well used,scabby blue, but they are clean,
then dumped in the holding room.
(11:53):
Then they're let out to beserved the worst meal they've
ever had, probably cold, even ifit's under the heat lamps.
Definitely dry if it's after sixo'clock.
Then back in the holding room toeat it on your lap and then
taken up to the wing.
I'm their last stop before hell.
(12:15):
Blanket, sheet, pillow slip,plastic cutlery, bowl, plate and
cup, and a breakfast brew pack.
Those who have been in beforeask for Coco Pops straight away,
and a spare blanket and extramilk.
If Mr.
P is on, everyone gets the basicof everything and given extra at
(12:38):
your peril.
An hour after being greeted bythe Christmas tree, and welcome
to HMP Liverpool, you're slunginto a cell with a stranger, and
your head is fucked.
The Snowman was playing earlier.
Aled Jones version.
Makes one melt on the spot.
(13:00):
The only thing that broke themagic spell was the radio needed
a two minute windup.
By the time I'd recharged it,the moment was gone.
So is Toenails gone, and thatmade up for it.
Relief.
(13:20):
During the toughest period of mylife, hands down he did
everything to make it worse, andyet, somehow I've come through
the other side of it stronger.
More popular.
Scarred, yes.
Wounded many times, yes.
(13:40):
But here and having remainedtrue to myself.
Why he hated me, loathed me,envied and obsessed about me,
we'll never really know.
Macca's best moment was, he wasPoundland and G-Dubz was Harvey
Nicks.
(14:01):
That's what he said, anyway.
Pure jail gold he called it.
It is a landmark moment, but asI say, we all experience them.
It's part of the journey oflife.
T said, between the Uniconfirmation letter and the
wretched creature gone,Christmas has come early, even
(14:24):
if it is bittersweet.
The cruel separation will befelt most over Christmas.
T is off to her parents.
They still don't know I'm here.
I'm hoping to be able to callher on Christmas Day when I'm
unlocked a couple of times, andspeak to her when her folks are
in the background, wish them allmerry Christmas on the
(14:45):
loudspeaker.
T has told them I'm going to mymother's for Christmas lunch,
John Boy not being so good andall, but really it's all one big
charade.
Very difficult for T to have todeal with, but luckily we can
still have a semblance of a realrelationship out in the real
(15:07):
world.
They're old and it's only rightthey're not worrying and exposed
to any added stress.
Out of mind is the bestalternative, less worrying for
them.
It's another occasion wheninnocent loved ones have to deal
with difficult challenges as aresult of the fallout.
(15:30):
Two weeks today, Christmas willalmost be over.
I can't even begin to imagineit.
Macca asked me what did I wantoff his canteen sheet as a
present.
I chose two tins of rice puddingand a bag of coffee.
Obviously, I then offered himthe same gift in return.
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His was raisins, nuts, and twocartons of milk.
I also ordered him a bar ofCadbury's and a box of Jaffa
Cakes.
We'll both eat those when we'rewatching junk TV across the
limited eight channels on ascreen the size of a monitor.
We've all got the prayer matsout that there will be no power
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cuts or lockdowns.
I wrote a letter to T, full oflove and finally full of relief.
Drones are early tonight.
Macca said it's going to be awhite Christmas in here, and he
wasn't referring to snow.
No.
Apparently the norm, or atradition, is that loads of the
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lads all have a few lines behindthe door.
Obviously the poorer lads willdo Spice.
The Glumster said it's tunes allday like it's Ibiza.
He's done this before.
A week from now, I'll knowwhether I'm doing the Open
University or not.
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I've gone all in that theeducation route is the right
path for me.
This is the perfect opportunityto begin that journey.
Who knows where it will take Tand I.
For now, all I can do is capturewhat is taking place, my
experience here, and how I'mnavigating my way through this
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nightmare.
I think what is important to mebecause of this experience, is
who do I become as a result ofit?
We all experience unexpectedlife bombs.
Some more cruel and some morepainful.
There are bullies, despicablesand wretched creatures out there
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as much as in here, and no onewakes up in the real world and
yells, I know, give me cancer,I'd love a bit of that, do they?
No.
People's lives all over theworld are turned upside down
every day.
There is no discrimination forloss and grief and pain.
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All I know is, no matter howtough any one day is, you've got
to try and pick yourself back upby the following morning and go
again.
I could never have foreseen anyof this, most of which I'm
powerless to do anything about.
Most certainly one hands overtheir free will and control and
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suffers helplessness oncesentenced and incarcerated.
But helplessness isn't exclusiveto prison.
No.
If that happens outside as muchas in here.
Separated from one's loved ones,the cruel separation as I like
to call it, that's the toughestpart of all of this.
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All I can do for now is stick tothe plan to thrive rather than
merely survive, use my time inhere wisely and productively,
and keep the belief that it ispreparing me for something much
greater, which so far has notrevealed itself.
What a day, what a life.
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What a test of character thisexperience truly is.
Hi everyone.
It's George here, or G-Dubz, asyou might know me.
It's 2025.
I'm not in cell 3-17, 9 yearsago.
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We hope you've enjoyed thisepisode of Tales From The Jails.
I'm sorry it's taken untilepisode 47 to say thank you to
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