I just finished reading the autobiography of Art Pepper, a jazz saxophonist who was prominent in the 50s, but spent a lot of time in jail. According to him, after so many years in the joint, man-on-man encounters were not even considered to really be homosexual activity. It was just a part of survival/sanity. Art was offered "service" once in the slammer and was told to just close his eyes and imagine it was a woman. He couldn't go through with it even though it would have meant increased privileges (such as extra cigarettes, better clothes).
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Warden Gentiles: "It? Perfectly innocent. But I can see how, if our roles were reversed, I might have you beaten with a pillowcase full of batteries."
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