The humidity is ridiculous. The walls are damp, the floor is wet. Paperwork goes limp. My flaccid papers. Hah. I am reluctant to bust out the few art supplies I have, or legal paperwork, or much anything else, now that the cover of my book is damaged. I have to dry myself off before getting on to my bunk. I am afraid to open anything up because I don't want to induce mold on anything. Inmate property is not authorized for protection via dehumidifier or air conditioner.
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