Originally Posted by
iBravies
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Hello, I'm Sven, you remind me of an old friend of mine, lets call him Jones in this case. We meet each other in the jail, we were in the same cell actually, nice guy he and I got along pretty well, we looked over each other.
In the jail there were this other man called, Joe. He were the cigarette/drug and alcohol smuggler and supplier to the entire jail, simply a guy you don't want to get on the wrong side with due to his gorillas.
Unfortunately Jones had a drug addiction and that's hard to pay for when you're in jail, he got in a debt to Joe a debt he couldn't pay. One day when I finished my work in the kitchen I get back to my cell and there he lays on the floor, blood, teeth and cracked bones everywhere. I didn't feel that much for Jones since I knew he had it coming.
They used the frame that framed a picture of his mother to cut him open, I will never unsee a smiling picture with so much devastation in it, almost like the picture knew what happen.
So don't try to be smart with the supplier, thank you.