Jimmy would judge all patience tests against that first night in Deer Island [Prison], ... He would tell himself that he could stand in place for as long as necessary -- a day or two -- to get what he wanted, because nothing could rival that long first night with the living machine of a prison grumbling and rasping all around him as the rats screeched and bedsprings creaked and screams died as soon as they were born.
— Dennis Lehane
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