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The Mental Pain Gets So Bad Greetings from a dead man walking. I saw your magazine in the trash, and I asked a worker to give it to me. You do some good work. I was pepper-sprayed two times in December 2000. Now my eyes are going bad. The people here know I’m allergic to pepper spray, but they sprayed anyway. I get pepper-sprayed instead of the meds that I was promised. This is too much for me -- it is for that reason that I will not appeal. The mental pain gets so bad that at times, I hit my head against the door for hours. A lot of blood will be dropped in this place before I am killed. I wish you peace, Angel Maturino Resendiz |
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