i was selling bromo dragonfly on black market reloaded. the pigs got whiff of it and arranged a sting and arrested me out the front of my apartment, nearly killed me in the process, 4 broken ribs and severe superficial damage on my forehad. doctors x-rayed my head 5 times because they couldn't believe i didn't have a skull fracture.

yeah, i got stuck in with them because of this older moroccan berber who spoke 5 languages, his main profession was translator. after the second fight they moved me to a cell with much nicer people, a notorious macedonian coke smuggler, the more civilised brother of a pair. now there was another incident in there but not with me, these guys were ok, nowhere near as bad, but there was this whale of a half-gypsy half bulgarian guy he stole food from the macedonian and got totally shit beaten out of him, the guards made jokes about it, calling this guy (his name was Blazho) "klichko" as in the famous ukranian boxer who totally trashed one dude in a fight and didn't have one mark on him.