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Monday 12 September 2011

What I really would write about this morning is best diverted to my journal and kept private. Sometimes the warden is wise to throw the prisoner into solitary confinement until he can behave himself well enough to be allowed back out into the exercise yard with the other prisoners. This would be one of those times. And dammit, it's going to be a beautiful day outside and I'll miss the sun on my face. Don't ask questions. I don't need the straitjacket, thank you. Just bring hot, black, strong coffee.

6AM coffee and Talbert LB and (BADWORD adjective) BlackBerry, 8 1/4 x 11 9/16, 9B graphite and Prismacolors

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Fortunately the warden didn't take away your pencil and your colors. There's passion in today's sketch. I love it.

September 12, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterToby

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