DAVID'S PLACE:

He sat alone at the table built only for him. He is the man they call the monster. No one is allowed to get within six feet of him.  Inmates filled the air with vicious insults. They hate him.  The monster kept his face down and grabbed food with both hands, stuffing his mouth and gulping diet sodas. Oblivious.   Four men in suits guarded him. Always. He was served only junk food as he wished.  He ate and drank like a hungry animal. Eating was his only joy.  He did nothing else. No one was envious.  He had ruined America.

Exactly forty two more torturous minutes until he got satisfaction. He obsessively kept looking at the time on his little television screen.  Then, three Big Macs, four bags of burned French fries, and two extra large sodas, with three chunky chocolate chip cookies, would be arriving.  His small, smelly, solitary cell sat alone in a corner in the bowels of the prison. He could not be allowed nor did he want to be in the general population.  He was too hated for destroying the country. He would be easy, high value, desirable prey. Two different, muscular, serious men in suits would make each food delivery three times a day, everyday, without comment. The men would return exactly thirty minutes after each feeding to take away the always empty, sloppily, crunched up garbage.    The waiting was excruciating for the man they named the monster.  The monster nickname was an oxymoron.  The other prisoners knew him to be a physical coward from the few time...

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