But prison is my destiny in Iquitos. I swore that I would be back and that I would go to prison if it was the last thing I ever did. My life might be easy, but I can make it damned hard when I want to. Prison or death, I said to myself. I will return. I will go to prison.
And so I did, this time with a man who should know the ropes, the familiar face around town for those “looking for something?” I went to El Penal with Juan Maldonado.
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