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A
big
man
with
heavy
jowls
and
a
football
player
’
s
neck
got
up
and
,
arms
crossed
,
rocked
back
and
forth
.
"
All
right
,
"
he
said
.
"
Ah
’
m
Cap
’
n
Leach
.
So
you
guys
think
you
’
re
hot
shit
?
Well
,
now
you
’
re
mine
!
You
done
fucked
up
on
the
street
,
but
you
mess
up
down
here
,
Ah
’
m
gonna
bust
your
heads
.
The
hell
with
civil
rights
,
human
rights
,
everything
else
rights
.
Down
here
you
all
nothing
but
a
piece
of
meat
.
You
get
outta
line
,
Ah
’
m
gonna
grind
you
…
"
He
hammered
away
at
them
for
fifteen
minutes
.
Ragen
decided
the
man
was
trying
to
whip
them
into
line
with
words
,
just
blowing
hot
air
.
Then
Ragen
noticed
that
the
psychologist
,
a
thin
,
sandyhaired
man
with
glasses
,
took
the
same
tack
.
"
You
men
are
nothing
now
.
Just
numbers
.
You
have
no
identity
.
No
one
cares
who
you
are
or
that
you
’
re
here
.
You
’
re
nothing
but
criminals
and
convicts
.
"
As
the
little
man
insulted
them
,
several
of
the
new
prisoners
became
upset
and
started
shouting
back
.
"
Who
the
hell
are
you
to
tell
us
that
?
"
"
What
kind
of
shit
is
that
,
man
?
"
"
I
ain
’
t
no
number
!
"
"
You
fucking
crazy
,
man
!
"
"
Blow
it
out
your
asshole
,
shrink
!
"
