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It took 27 years for the New York Knicks to finally reach the 2026 NBA Finals. The borough of Manhattan has become the place to be, thanks to them making it so far. My home. The mecca of sports, as some say. To me, I just wished I could be there, wearing a throwback Patrick Ewing jersey, matching shorts, a fitted ballcap and a pair of all-white Air Force Ones. I would take a stroll through the East River Park and watch the squirrels as they scampered up and down a tree. Jogge

It's Saturday morning and I'm in the dayroom, chewing on a green apple for breakfast. The soundtrack for the day was Post Malone's "I Fall Apart." My mood...I didn't know? You see, we came off of another annual lockdown and while in my bunk, I contemplated my existence. Now, when I finally sauntered out of my cell, I'm wondering if my shadow would be seen like I'm a freaking groundhog--more weeks of miserable overcast. I felt like this when we learned Sincere Allah took his l

A whistle rattled my snooze mode as I groggily awoke in my cell. This was followed by my celly shifting his weight in his bottom bunk. "Stand for count." Those words echoed in my cranium as I sat up, readying for institutional headcount. That annoying announcement was permanently imprinted in my head for a startling 27 years. However many times I heard it, the one constant that always remained was "I gotta get the hell out of here." My world continued to be in a cage...one wh