There are times during the day that I wish i were alone on a small Island in the warm Caribbean Sea, just sitting on a white sand beach looking out over crystal clear azure water listening to the breeze rustle threw the palm trees, oh, how nice that would be. In a place built for 160 I sit with over 400+ other inmates who at times are less than quiet, practically all of the time in fact. I wish i had a recording device to record the different sounds that emanate from my fellow inmate; some of the sounds would make Mel Blanc jealous. At time the decibel level in here is akin to sitting behind a jet engine gearing up for takeoff. Noisy and crowded are the form that pervades this place and you better have thick skin, a great propensity to ignore and some leaden ears. If quiet is your cup of choice this is the wrong bar to be in.
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