“I actually escaped once. I was picked up for possession of...

“I actually escaped once. I was picked up for possession of heroin and taken to the police station. They handcuffed my hands and feet, shackled me to the wall, and left me in the interrogation room with a can of soda. I ripped up the soda can until I had a thin strip of aluminum, and I wedged it into the teeth of the handcuffs so I could override the locking mechanism and pull them apart. Then I dragged the shackles for two miles to a friend’s house and borrowed a bobby pin to pick the locks on my hands and feet. I honestly didn’t think the police would care that much. It was just a bag of heroin. I thought they’d check my mom’s house and give up. Instead they sent out dogs and helicopters. My picture was all over the news. They caught me after a few hours. They weren’t very happy. It wasn’t an easy thing to do. Extremely stupid, I know. But not easy.”

(Federal Correctional Complex: Allenwood, Pennsylvania)