Chapter 11 - Slopping Out

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Bang Kwang prison, Bangkok

The Here and Now

With slop bucket in hand, I join the queue for the big hole in the ground.

A push from behind sends me slithering across the ground. No one reaches out to help me. My left leg slides into the hole and only my agility, long arms and God's help prevent my whole body sinking into the cesspit.

People point and laugh and hold their noses as I trudge away with one shitty leg and no sandal.

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