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When I was finally transferred to a different cell block, I was told by Cliff Brown that he and his gang had "bought" me. That's when the prostitution escalated. They made me perform sex with dozens of other inmates -- white gangs, Mexican gangs, black gangs. Sometimes it was anal. Sometimes oral. Sometimes both. They did it in cells, in the shower, on the stairs. The going rate was five or ten dollars in commissary a fuck. Eventually I was moved to another building. Waiting for me there was La Brigada. At the next building it was the Akin Soldiers. Then the Ivory Kings.
I pleaded with the guards, the warden, and the classification committee time and again for safekeeping. Each time I was met with deaf ears and laughter. They told me that because I was a homosexual, it didn't matter. They told me to "fight or fuck." The rape continued. The prostitution continued. And with it, my shame grew and grew. Eventually I couldn't face the constant humiliation anymore. I was suicidal.
At last, I wrote the ACLU and told them I wanted to kill myself. They flew to the prison and contacted the prison director. And for the first time since my ordeal began eighteen months earlier, I was put in safekeeping.
