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Her tenth birthday was the。most exciting day of her life。 We're going to Antoine's for dinner； her father announced。
Antoine's！ It was a name that conjured up another world； a world of beauty and glamour and wealth。 Tracy knew that her father did not have much money： We'll be able to afford a vacation next year； was the constant refrain in the house。 And now they were going to Antoine's！ Tracy's mother dressed her in a new green frock。
Just look at you two； her father boasted。 I'm with the two prettiest women in New Orleans。 Everyone's going to be jealous of me。
Antoine's was everything Tracy had dreamed it would be； and more。 So much more。 It was a fairyland； elegant and tastefully decorated； with white napery and gleaming silver…and…gold monogrammed dishes。 It's a palace； Tracy thought。 I'll bet kings and queens e here。 She was too excited to eat； too busy staring at all the beautifully dressed men and women。 When I'm grown up； Tracy promised herself； I'm going to e to Antoine's every night； and I'll bring my mother and father with me。
You're not eating； Tracy； her mother said。
And to please her； Tracy forced herself to eat a few mouthfuls。 There was a cake for her； with ten candles on it； and the waiters sang Happy Birthday and the other guests turned and applauded； and Tracy felt like a princess。 Outside she could hear the clang of a streetcar bell as it passed。
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The clanging of the bell was loud and insistent。
〃Suppertime；〃 Ernestine Littlechap announced。
Tracy opened her eyes。 Cell doors were slamming open throughout the cell block。 Tracy lay on her bunk； trying desperately to hang on to the past。
〃Hey！ Chow time；〃 the young Puerto Rican said。
The thought of food sickened her。 〃I'm not hungry。〃
Paulita； the fat Mexican woman spoke。 〃Es llano。 It's simple。 They don' care if you're hungry or not。 Everybody gotta go to mess。〃
Inmates were lining up in the corridor outside。
〃You better move it； or they'll have your ass；〃 Ernestine warned。
I can't move； Tracy thought。 I'll stay here。
Her cell mates left the cell and lined up in a double file。 A short； squat matron with peroxided…blond hair saw Tracy lying on her bunk。 〃You！〃 she said。 〃Didn't you hear the bell？ Get out here。〃
Tracy said； 〃I'm not hungry； thank you。 I'd like to be excused。〃
The matron's eyes widened in disbelief。 She stormed inside the cell and strode over to where Tracy lay。 〃Who the fuck do you think you are？ You waitin' for room service？ Get your ass in that line。 I could put you on report for this： If it happens again； you go to the bing。 Understand？〃
She did not understand。 She did not understand anything that was happening to her。 She dragged herself from the bunk and walked out into the line of women。 She was standing next to the black woman。 〃Why do I…？〃
〃Shut up！〃 Ernestine Littlechap growled out of the corner of her mouth。 〃No talkin' in line。〃
The women were marched down a narrow； cheerless corridor past two sets of security doors； into an enormous mess hall filled with large wooden tables and chairs。 There was a long serving counter with steam tables； where prisoners lined up for their food。 The menu of the day consisted of a watery tuna casserole； limp green beans； a pale custard； and a choice of weak coffee or a synthetic fruit drink。 Ladles of the unappetizing…looking food were thrown into the tin plates of the prisoners as they moved along the line； and the inmates who were serving behind the counter kept up a steady cry： 〃Keep the line moving。 Next。。。 keep the line moving。 Next。。。〃
When Tracy was served； she stood there uncertainly； not sure where to go。 She looked around for Ernestine Littlechap； but the black woman had disappeared。 Tracy walked over to a table where Lola and Paulita； the fat Mexican woman； were seated。 There were twenty women at the table； hungrily wolfing down their food。 Tracy looked down at what was on her plate； then pushed it away； as the bile rose and welled in her throat。
Paulita reached over and grabbed the plate from Tracy。 〃If you ain't gonna eat that； I'll take it。〃
Lola said； 〃Hey； you gotta eat； or you won't last here。〃
I don't want to last； Tracy thought hopelessly。 l want to die。 How could these women tolerate living like this？ How tong had they been here？ Months？ Years？ She thought of the fetid cell and her verminous mattress； and she wanted to scream。 She clenched her jaw shut so that no sound would e out。
The Mexican woman was saying； 〃If they catch you not eatin'； you go to the bing。〃 She saw the unprehending look on Tracy's face。 〃The hole… solitary。 You wouldn't like it。〃 She leaned forward。 〃This is your first time in the joint； huh？ Well； I'm gonna give you a tip； querida。 Ernestine Littlechap runs this place。 Be nice to her an' you got it made。〃
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Thirty minutes from the time the women had entered the room； a loud bell sounded and the women stood up。 Paulita snatched a lone green bean from a plate next to her。 Tracy joined her in the line； and the women began the march back to their cells。 Supper was over。 It was four o'clock in the afternoon… five long hours to endure before lights out。
When Tracy returned to the cell； Ernestine Littlechap was already there。 Tracy wondered incuriously where she had bee at dinnertime。 Tracy looked at the toilet in the corner。 She desperately needed to use it； but she could not bring herself to do so in front of these women。 She would wait until the lights went out。 She sat down on the edge of her bunk。
Ernestine Littlechap said； 〃I understan' you didn't eat none of your supper。 Tha's stupid。〃
How could she have known that？ And why should she care？ 〃How do I see the warden？〃
〃You put in a written request。 The guards use it for toilet paper。 They figure any cunt who wants to see the warden is a troublemaker。〃 She walked over to Tracy。 〃There's lotsa things kin get you in trouble here。 What you need is a friend who kin he'p keep you outta trouble。〃 She smiled； showing a gold front tooth。 Her voice was soft。 〃Someone who knows their way around the zoo。〃
Tracy looked up into the black woman's grinning face。 It seemed to be floating somewhere near the ceiling。
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It was the tallest thing she had ever seen。
That's a giraffe； her father said。
They were at the zoo in Audubon Park。 Tracy loved the park。 On Sundays they went there to listen to the band concerts and afterward her mother and father took her to the aquarium or the zoo。 They walked slowly； looking at the animals in the cages。
Don't they hate being locked up； Papa？
Her father laughed。 No。 Tracy。 They have a wonderful life They're taken care of and fed； and their enemies can't get them。
They looked unhappy to Tracy。 She wanted to open their cages and let them out。 l wouldn't ever want to be locked up like that； Tracy thought。
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At 8：45 the warning bell rang throughout the prison。 Tracy's cell mates began to undress。 Tracy did not move。
Lola said； 〃You got fifteen minutes to get ready for b