The room looks like any other prison cell. Cold. Dank. Musty… The walls are lit only by the shadowy light filtering in from that very small and too high up barred opening in the 18 inch thick centuries old pock-marked concrete… Slowly, grudgingly, yet with a sense of accomplishment for just being able to do [...]
Alan Bleiweiss – Alan's Great Adventure
The life and times of Alan Bleiweiss
