Jail

That’s where the two thugs who attacked me are going, I found out today. I don’t know for how long yet. I hope to be able to tell you more in the coming weeks. But that much I do know. I guess it’s something.
But I can just imagine them, indignant pouts on their faces. Angry, cursing me, cursing the police, the attorneys. Not changed at all, not feeling sorry for anything they’ve done, just feeling embarassed for having been caught, feeling wronged for being punished by an authority they don’t recognize. Nothing is really different. If anything, they’ll probably only come out worse. I could be wrong, but I doubt it.

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