Don't buy into any of that, black is the new orange, rubbish.
This is what prison is really like.
Trust me, I know.
I did three years of hard time for attempting to steal Manet's Le Déjeuner sur l’herbe from the Musée d'Orsay.
Don't get me wrong, I'm all for artistic license; but in certain situations, verisimilitude is paramount.