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“The County Jail looked like a tall, forbidding elementary school. Seven stories of dirty brown brick, one hundred years old and now operating at 330 percent of capacity.”

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Clockers

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Richard Price
Richard Price

Richard Price (born October 12, 1949) is an acclaimed American novelist, screenwriter, and producer. Known for his gritty realism and deep exploration of urban life, crime, and family dynamics, his notable works include 'The Wanderers,' 'Clockers,' and 'Freedomland.' Price has been nominated for the National Book Award and contributed to iconic TV series like 'The Wire' and 'The Night Of.' His writing is praised for its authentic dialogue and social insight, earning him a reputation as a chronicler of American city life. more

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