I hope I don't bore anyone to drugs, but here goes.......... me and Woof, along with many others, finished our phases and programs out at the world famous Morgan Yacht Building. It was located across some train tracks and about 200 yards of parking lot from the equally famous Tyrone Square Mall. One truly fucked up truth that not many people ever knew in the program was this...... if a kid ever actually successfully escaped like say for instance, he fuckin whales on his oldcomer immediatly after exiting the car at Straight in the morning, hauls ass over the train tracks to the "freedom" of Tyrone Mall, he or she was in for a big fucking surprise. Edward J. Fucking DeBartelo was on the goddamn Board of Directors in an "honorary position" paid for by Mel Sembler and enforced my Mack Vines, Chief of Police for the city of St. Pete. As the frightened kid approached a Security Officer, asking for help, little did they know that this "Person of Refuge" was actually trained to spot and detect Straight Runaways and usher them to the Operations Office, whereby Straight Officials would be not only contacted, but be granted full access to Re-incarcerate the said Straightling. I know for a fact for this to be true. It happened to a girl named Betina Galvez, and almost happened to a guy named Dan Tishner, but he chose to seek refuge at a nearby Elementary School where the Principal did not play any of that shit whatsoever.
Our program was VERY fuckin damaging. Just because we did not have "spit therapy" or "restraint techniques" does not mean our very minds were not FORCIBLY FUCKED in every way imaginable.