There is a sort of jealousy which needs very little fire; it is hardly a passion, but a blight bred in the cloudy, damp despondency of uneasy egoism.
Prisons are like the concentration camps of our time. So many go in and never come out, and primarily they're black and Latino.
I'm trained to button scenes and round things off, and I get rewarded for doing that.
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