At 3:03am I hit the button for the intercom and ask the female officer to "please ask" the guard to clack his baton lighter. A male voice in the background says there is nothing they can do about that. I add that the other guards do it quietly so I know that isn't true. She tells me "We'll see what we can do" in an almost sarcastic tone.
I did get almost four hours of sleep though, which, compared to the two hours last night is way better but still way lacking. I don't get used to it; the lack of sleep. I filled my belly with peanut butter and protein powder on top of the standard issue meal. Actually, it was a meal I saved from yesterday and I traded the pizza for a pack of tuna which I will eat another day. I trade my desserts as well. The right kind of food is minimally available but I am always eager to trade tasty to fight hungry.
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