Jail Tales: Nose Candy

It's a hotly contested race for the title of, "Second Worst Element," inside a jail between all of the elements.  No unpleasantness, however, can match the unyielding pulses of unbearable human interaction.  The walls, constructed of cinder blocks, painted elementary-school-taupe, and covered in the dried ejaculate of the degenerate who preceded you may sound like walls that enclose a lonely place... if only.