The dormitories are cement cubes, 12’ by 12’, and in that space there are 13 beds, 14 beds I count, 15 beds. They’re stacked up like Jenga puzzle pieces all the way up to the ceiling, the spaces between them is so narrow, none of us would actually fit in them. They have to slide into them like coffins.
There are cameras in the rooms. There are cameras in the hallways. There are cameras everywhere. And why wouldn’t there be?
You know, when we dream of a future where the regulations are washed away and the corporations are finally able to sail free above us, you don’t have to dream about some sci-fi dystopian Blade Runner 1984 bullshit. You can go to Shenzhen tomorrow. They’re making your crap that way today.