The smoke from the marijuana is thick and the reggeaton music is loud in the prison Centro Preventivo in Guatemala City. In sector eleven, where there are only gang members, the guards never enter. We are alone with 180 members of Dieciocho.
- We try to have fun, you see. We smoke; there is always mota, marijuana. Coke. It's la vida loca, the crazy life. We are brothers, we are from Barrio Dieciocho.
