
The old saying "When one door closes, another opens" ran through my mind as we were escorted into the Yuba County Jail. The protocol is simple, one giant iron door slides open, you step through, and then it closes. Then, the next iron door slides open, allowing you to step into another area of the jail. Every door is controlled by a sheriff's deputy in a control room, watching every inch of the jail through ever-present cameras. We're here today because we'd heard horror stories about immigration detainees who had lived through time in this jail. Stories from different people, who had never met each other, who had been to the jail at different times, seemed to match. The latest, the story of a young woman from our own community, prompted us to ask for an opportunity to see things for ourselves. What we saw, was, and was not what we expected.
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