And slowly I stood up and looked at others starting to make their way down a long corridor to the common area where we had all watched the beginnings of football season just a few days before.

FORBES: Edgefield Federal Prison, Sept 11, 2001

The curtainless windows were rectangles of electric-blue sky that turned to gray and then normal daylight as the patients rose and slowly, in their thin striped cotton robes, began wandering down the corridor that led into the common room.

NEWYORKER: The Reptile Garden