In jail you have to be able to use the rest room not just in front of someone (I'm talking both numbers) but in VERY close physical proximity to them. Eventually you get to the point where you don't care anymore and I've even seen someone play a game of spades WHILE dropping a deuce. At Durango at least there was a couple foot tall privacy wall (no door) but at 4th avenue, not only do you pee and poop publicly, the only water source in the room is literally a foot above the toilet bowl and doubles as the sink where hands are washed.
Today i am grateful for the ability to close the door when I poop and do so in private peace. I'm also grateful to have a drinking water source separate from the bathroom sink.
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