From Frankie (Letter 14)
Frankie - A Mexican Mafia hit man and leader of prison "booty bandits" who has been proposing our gay marriage ever since he saw me rubbing antifungal ointment on the bedsores on my buttocks at the Madison Street jail. He was there on murder charges he subsequently beat.
What’s up, my friend? Thought I’d write and see what you’re tripping on saying I never write to you. But you know me, same old Frankie, nothing ain’t changing, just waiting on seven more months to go by so that I can get released. Yes! I’m right around the corner to getting out and I can’t wait.
Hey, what’s up with your book? Am I getting one or what?
I was with Two Tonys, in the same building but different pods. He got real sick and ended up in the hospital.
I’m closing for now. Don’t make me go looking for your hairy ass in England. Can we get a legal gay marriage over there?
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