Chapter 17

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17 John Brown and Mike Taylor were cellmates at Homestead Correctional Facility. They were nine months into their sentences. John and Mike bonded, as they had similar backgrounds. Both grew up in New York and worked hard to become successful professionals. John had a harder time than Mike adjusting to prison life. “I did everything right in my life,” John said. “I worked hard. I didn’t get involved with the wrong crowd. This stupid pain management doctor should have never kept increasing my dosage. I want to report him to the DEA and the medical board. They should take away his license.” “You should. You have nothing to lose,” said Mike, as he ran his hand through his long blond hair. It’d been months since he’d had a haircut, as he did not trust the prison barbers. “He ruined my life

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