Like any good prison, this van only has one way in and one way out - you have to crawl through the front passenger side because every other door is broken.
This prison welcomes thieves - the back right window is a black garbage bag held on by duct tape any passerby could easily rip off, reach in and take the commemorative coca-cola cups littered on the back seat.
This prison is ready for the coming class war - good neighborhoods don't feel safe with it around, and BMWs carefully park at least one space away.
This prison is always over-crowded - band members in the front, amps stashed haphazardly in the back, always toppling over during hard left turns like new meat getting tossed into the yard.
This prison is my last-stop home - better models came before it (a '93 Nissan like a duplex, an '86 Honda like a studio apartment), but it is to this prison I am condemned.
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