Born a Crime

corridors. What happens in the
holding cell is you’re mixed in with
the people who’ve been in prison
awaiting trial for weeks and
months. It’s a weird mix, everything
from white-collar criminals to guys
picked up on traffic stops to real,
hardcore criminals covered with
prison tattoos. It’s like the cantina
scene from Star Wars, where the
band’s playing music and Han
Solo’s in the corner and all of the
bad guys and bounty hunters from
all over the universe are hanging
out—a wretched hive of scum and
villainy, only there’s no music and
there’s no Han Solo.