Where the sneaker/shoes are hanging in the fresh air?
;)
I went on a mission Trip in 2005 as I was starting my Family Practice Residency and we visited prisons and orphanages all across San Salvador and Honduras. In one we had a grenade go off in a cell while we were there. I got to play trauma triage when the guards heard I was the only doctor within 20 miles.
LOL. Fresh air is a pretty precious commodity in there.
I remember hearing the “bomb” go off and watching the smoke billow over the wall (homemade grenade, fortunately) and watching the guard in front of me start shooting his rifle down his line of fire and thinking, “This is turning into an interesting day.”
We visited one prison that was very interesting. It was chock full of teenage prostitutes who had gotten pregnant. It was actually the nicest one, lots of room, no real “cells” just dorm rooms, big courtyards with trees and picnic benches. You could easily confuse it for a “Bible Camp” in the states.