I also did my laundry. I washed two blue shirts. I’ll have to pay someone to iron them for me. after being in prison for 18 years, you would think I’d learned how to iron. I didn’t. there was no need for me to learn how to iron because I can always pay someone to do it. Ah, the power of having money. The going rate for ironing a shirt is two Top Ramens, the equivalent of 40¢. There are plenty of guys who had mastered the trade of ironing to make a hassle. There are many people who don’t have family friends to support them. They have to find a creative means to survive while in prison. I don’t mind paying someone a dollar to iron a couple of shirts. It’s a fair trade.
I’m sweating. It must be 90° inside the building. There is no air conditioning.