to be continued: way of life … portrait of the Portuguese system prsional seen by a convict who I reported on my 3rd book – take 23 – True Story There was a change of direction, john g. Was the next name that followed in the administration of ep He had an ambition, too big even for the context, how they started the works to renovate the ward b conditions, half of the ward was closed for works, I was in the cell with carlos was the son of the mother of a college professor, was secretary of the school principal, but was drug addict, from time to time, stole the bag of the teacher in order to have money to eat, I was a chronic drug addict felt pity of his being, because to see you keep losing, could not evolve was resigned to the consumer, but it was smart, it was a shrewd person only in the black market trafficking that is sent, had problems with them came to ask for protection as I was with him in his cell, but it’s funny nobody ever told me or demanded money, he had debts to pay, even defended him, but was betrayed left me a debt of heroin to man who has beaten the type of debts, I accepted and was the duty, not feared because the heroin made me be a wild, total domination, was from there that I had to lead a hard nut to crack, was the pinnacle of my fury to see someone suffer because they all gave me the reason, I various melee fights, I could not win, I won because, after all they needed my support to work and sell and be good about themselves, had heroin free, satisfy me, because he values spectacular, was a companion, was friend and defended the cause, but had a very angry that no one contradicted me even being on heroin. They all learned to respect me were guys from a life of crime, everyone knew where we were placed in the middle, were respected themselves hated me, offered me the heroine to go study, it was the only way that they thought I had to have a healthy occupation and learn, was the continuation of the cycle of consumption was feeling good, I was used to and took me to want to feed myself and have sex, it was the ideal way to spend time in seclusion without me bother with the trouble of having sex and feed me. I was transferred to the valley of Jews in 1998, I was taking a course in carpentry, not the conclusion I reached after ten months returned to linen. I went straight to the punishment regime was called the 111 tough regime, we expect an investigation that may take sanctions or disciplinary consequences, paid, paid the price of claiming a right that I had was to have a TV, radio but to me took me all this, and everyone knew the name he called to my television, Susana had been offered to me by my mother, was spectacular as was the television whenever my cell. Sometimes invented, took it strove it, rented it to be able to consume on the days that I felt weaker, but had an infinite love her, would be willing to kill someone to spoil me, I did it a few times I did not feel as well. I entered 111 was heard by the head of the chain, the head amorim descendant of Mozambique, but Portuguese, a tall but thin, it was not a bad guy just wanted to have the territory dominated, wanted it quiet, so it was that he told me to leave talk that way or we are bored, I said yes could upset was willing to do that, at the time that was left inside the boss’s office, or your desk, as did service for many years, the guard Baptist, drank too much, but honest, did not intend the evil one was like the boss wanted to have a welfare, I was surprised by this guard, tried to attack me failed, there were a few guards who were there on the spot, and saw the pbx confusion, surrounding me tried to attack me again, failed, lasted a few more minutes, but their insistence was my strength was then that a guard has appeared in the house of his 50 years, the Iron Guard, spoke me, told me to stop and that no one would harm me, but I had already assaulted the guard Baptist and the head of the chain, the head amorim not caused them huge dent, knew he would lose, so he told me, you’re handcuffed security for the pavilion, was handcuffed by the presence of the head, it is ordered that he ordered the guard iron and drove me to the pavilion security, the boss told me to take the handcuffs and ordered me to enter into the cell, it would under security until the investigation is completed….