DOC, I HAVE GOT TO GET SOMETHING OFF MY CHEST...

If he had lived in different times, he had have been rowing in a galley or building pyramids in the desert. If he had been a monkey, the other monkeys would have stolen his bananas. Yes, of course, it is our Lifer again, the eternal victim. He tries to make friends and they break his glasses. He escapes and they do not even need to look for him -he finds his own way back. And when he decides to go on hunger strike and rather die than eat, once again he is probably made the wrong decision: like the cook always says, "with prison grub one thing does not rule out the other." But do not worry, the prison doctor is at his side, and he does not let anyone die all too easily...
Enjoy the black humor in this third LIFER book, and remember: when life is getting you down, do not keep it inside... get it off your chest!