They let us out of the building after meals into the courtyard, the unbreachable fortress walls surrounding us and keeping us “safe.” Fresh Air Run, they call it. Instead of running, the patients would stand around and smoke. Stale Air Slouch. At one point when I was hospitalized, maybe the first or second time, they actually took us on occasion to a gym with exercise bikes. I always went when the opportunity arose. The bikes were old and useless, but even the short walk to the gym was a relief of