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Prison Break Excerpt
Prison Break Excerpt
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Dunedin, 2020
I was born Arthur William Taylor in 1956. I have ten aliases.
Terrence Brown. Herbert Chandley. Peter Dursley. Peter Greene.
Peter Murphy. John Newman. Paul Richardson. Michael Smith.
Alan Wilson. Mark Taylor. All names of real people who had a short
start in life. It was easier to get a job if you didn’t tell people who you
really were, so I shopped around the sections of cemeteries reserved
for newborns or stillborns, and registered a birth certificate in their
name. Nobody checked. Nobody cared who you were. They just
cared about whether you could do the job.
My criminal record, including traffic offences, runs to sixteen
pages. From 1972 to 2012. Thirty-eight years in prison, or so the Parole
Board tells me — I’ve lost track. And 155 convictions. I’m fighting a
few more. I was released from prison on parole in 2019, after being
jailed for seventeen years and six months for kidnapping, escaping,
and possessing drugs and explosives. My sentence officially ends in
2022. On the page it sounds bad, but the record doesn’t tell you the
whole story.
Life’s a bit different now. I live in Dunedin in a small tiny home,
near Baldwin Street where the tourists come and take their photos.
Right near student-town. It’s semi-rural and you can’t hear much
except the lovely lambs and the birds and the occasional crunch of
gravel when the police circle by. My cameras detect them crawling
up and down the road, maybe once a day, sometimes once a week.
A security car swooped by at midnight the other day. Fuck
knows what they’re looking for. I’m inside, typing on my computer;
preparing submissions, writing letters to Corrections and answering
calls from prisoners. There are cherry tomato plants growing on my
deck. They’ll be beautiful in summer if the Dunedin snow doesn’t
get to them first. A family of ducklings walked past the other day.
When I look back, I think: Be careful. Slow down. Take things
slowly. Think things through. When I was young, I was cocky and
brash. We have choices in life and we are responsible for them,
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