Good Advice

When I go up to the Eastern Sierra to go fishing or skiing, I go through a little town in the middle of nowhere out in a remote part of the California desert that has a prison up in the hills above the only crossroads.  I always think to myself what a miserable place that must be to be incarcerated.  And there is a sign similar to this one on the road that goes by it.  I also always think to myself who in the world would pick up someone hitchhiking near this sign.  But maybe there are exceptions...