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ieves and arsonists and sex criminals； all talking their talk and walking their walk and making their little deals。
A right turn； though … that was different。 First you went into my office （where the carpet was also green； a thing I kept meaning to change and not getting around to）； and crossed in front of my desk； which was flanked by the American flag on the left and the state flag on the right。 On the far side were two doors。 One led into the small W。C。 that I and the Block E guards （sometimes even Warden Moores） used； the other opened on a kind of storage shed。 This was where you ended up when you walked the Green Mile。
It was a small door … I had to duck my head when I went through； and John Coffey actually had to sit and scoot。 You came out on a little landing； then went down three cement steps to a board floor。 It was a miserable room without heat and with a metal roof； just like the one on the block to which it was an adjunct。 It was cold enough in there to see your breath during the winter； and stifling in the summer。 At the execution of Elmer Manfred … in July or August of '30； that one was； I believe…we had nine witnesses pass out。
On the left side of the storage shed … again … there was life。 Tools （all locked down in frames criss…crossed with chains； as if they were carbine rifles instead of spades and pickaxes）； dry goods； sacks of seeds for spring planting in the prison gardens； boxes of toilet paper； pallets cross…loaded with blanks for th
