This place is meant to reflect on crime, nevertheless when you are in custody your surrounded by LA…read morefinest and beyond criminals which comes from all walks of life. There are fights and stabbings that occur and at times its like a walk in the park depending on your attitude. One time a couple of deputies slam me on the floor and stab my leg with something the other time after a fight I got stabbed which is posted in my Keck review that attention and riot squad came quickly. The food gets to became the norm so taste does matter after a while some is actually pretty good. If you have a inmate loved one it would be a good idea to send them store on Thursday so they would have a bite to eat. The hole is not a fun place!

Asking for a friend lol What are the name of the burritos…read moreyou get served after returning back from court? Only thing good in there

Now I know why West Hollywood is called WeHo. This particular jail is filled with them! While not…read moreyour most comfortable accommodations, the flirty conversation provided by the men in blue was an especially nice touch. They really know how to make a girl feel special. Even the street savvy purveyors of flesh were treated with the kind of respect usually reserved for your average WeHo starlet. We were also allowed to partake from the same unsanitary fountain (which I believe doubles as a urinal); that is, when we were actually allowed the luxury of water. I tried to explain to the officer the benefits of hydration but he just looked at me as if I had blown a .16. However, not to be dissuaded, I found a sympathetic ear in my new friends, Champagne and Caviar. Not only were they complementary in name and nature, they both had formidable booties and stilettos to match. I was impressed! They taught me so many street savvy thing like how to tape down one's penis. Who knew jail could be so...educational? Being locked up has meant so many things to me. I will never bitch about my mattress again just because it's too "firm." You want to feel firm? Try sleeping on a bench for several hours. Now that's what you fucking call firm. Nor will I ever discriminate against tap water again, especially when it comes from my OWN faucet! I've come to realize that not everything in life has to be "just right." Everything is right when you've been handed back your freedom! WeHo jail - educational AND spiritually cathartic! Best of all, supported by the taxpayers! Now, here's some education for you should you find yourself in this unfortunate scenario: 1 - Always take a blood test so your attorney can test it independently. Cops will try to scare you into believing you'll spend more time in jail if you don't submit to a breathalyzer. Technically, you will spend more time in jail---blood tests take time, period. 2 - When getting pulled over, politely tell the officer that per advice from your attorney (even if you don't have one), you have the right to not incriminate yourself by answering whether or not you've been drinking. Yes, you will go to jail but the less said, the better. Besides, you're going to jail anyway. Why make it harder for yourself in the long run? 3 - Find the most aggressive scumbag attorney possible. Okay, seriously, try to find a former district attorney. If you can afford it. I can't afford it. Or rather, my cheapskate boyfriend can't afford it. So he says. But if you can sell some items, or go work in a brothel, or pick up some part time work as a drug dealer, or sell your soul to Satan, or blackmail your local congressman, do it! 4 - Avoid all this mess by simply picking up the phone and calling a cab. It's the difference between forty bucks and four thousand dollars for legal help, not to mention various fines and the humiliation of blowing into a contraption attached to your steering wheel (of course, in L.A., getting a DUI seems to be a rite of passage). Let's not even mention your car insurance skyrocketing and all those stupid classes you're forced to attend where you'll be inundated with second hand smoke and pity stories by professional drunks. And, lest I sound like a complete narcissist, there are other lives at stake! 5 - Possibly the most important piece of advice I can pass on: Fire your so called designated driver (who got drunk on the "job") as a friend. Cuz with homeys like that, who needs enemies.

I did some time here. Dont ask me why!…read more Didn't have to knock anyones teeth out while here. Good thing cause I probably would of not lasted considering I look kinda cute. I highly recommend this place.

OMG there is literally NOT enough stars in the Universe for this place!! I had the amazing life…read morealtering opportunity to stay here one night in 2004 . I checked myself into jail early with a court visit ,they got me booked and had me wait in a holding tank in Van nuys with a bunch of other ladies, while we waited to be bused downtown, they gave us a sugary orange drink, a package of peanut butter, jelly and some bread,its super weird we got this same thing for every meal,pretty sure there was a mix up in the kitchen but I didn't want to appear high maintenance by complaining , there was one woman eyeing my apple ,she asked for it so I gave it to her, great 15 minutes in the pokey and I'm already giving shit up!! There was a schizophrenic woman that washed her hands about 50 times within a 20 minute period, and another big chick who took such a fierce stanley steamer in the toilet the fumes almost singed my eyelashes off. Then we finally got on the bus to the TT . I sat next to a woman with pink eye,black roots, two gold teeth and breath that smelt like she just ate a shit sandwich for breakfast,unfortunately she wouldn't stop talking to me ,but this was interrupted by the gang bangers in the back making cat calls.(a word from my generation) When we got to the jail ,we were greeted with such positive vibes,so welcome and inspiring, female deputies telling you were to stand and go, let me just say you can tell right away that there is absolutely no abuse of power in this place or any corruption at all one would never get that feeling at all coming into this jail there's any post-traumatic stress or tension in here at all!! I was thrown into a tank and I had to go to the bathroom , the nice guys throwing gang signs across the hall could see me , they were pounding on the glass and cheering me on at this time I really wanted to cry I felt such love and support some were even grabbing their crotch to show me they knew what I was going through ,we all waited in a room to be processed and we watched a few episodes of cops. In this female section there was a bevy of different women from all walks of life there was the hardcore prison women and then there were the ostentatious track-hoes in flashy clothing. If I was to name this movie it would be "The Bunny Ranch meets Alcatraz". I met some friends from Chow chilla prison that were down there to see the judge ,yup I was forming my squad /my crew, my posse. We were the spiritual crew talking about higher powers and Abraham Hicks,The Secret .I was feeling my wings and independence at this point . We all got thrown in another tank ,then sent off for a shower ,we all got to pick a pretty little scented soap and took a 3 minute freezing shower after the shower we all got a pretty orange Ivanka Trump jump suit and white flats to wear... back in our tank a track hoe started masturbating in the corner under her coat and the Chow chilla ladies wanted to jump her for it ,after several more tanks upstairs we finally got our bedding 1000 thread count Laura Ashley sheets and a goose down feather bed,as the lights went out I dozed off to the lovely jail sounds of fighting , yelling and the track hoe masturbating off in the distance a few beds away,but before you know it my name was called and I started back down the slope to exit this happy place. Bye the time I got to check out they told me I never checked in $80.00 but theres no way these honest , deputies would ever lie to a inmate or do anything dirty so I second guessed my self and asked again anyways , ironically enough they found it . I stepped outside and it was about 6:30 am the next day, the sky was breaking and I walked down to Denny's for a grand slam Breakfast! I recommend you visit here at least one night in your life.You wont want to leave.

There is the Twin Towers the public sees, and then there is the Twin Towers families experience…read more Cold. Isolating. Terrifying. Even scheduling a visit feels like a battle--the outdated, glitchy website makes it incredibly difficult just to see your loved one. It left me feeling like families are kept at a distance instead of being encouraged to stay connected. My loved one went five days without prescribed psychiatric medication until he suffered a seizure, and by the time I saw him two weeks later, I barely recognized him. No family should have to experience that. If your loved one is there, document everything, keep calling, and never stop advocating for them. This was our experience, and people deserve to know there is another side to Twin Towers. They make everything so difficult when it comes to families supporting their loved ones.

Officers were friendly and understanding on a humane level. First and last time being arrested and…read moreit was tough but easy if that makes sense.

Goodjob on povolosky was a fast process got me out fast and was very helpful.............read more

I really appreciate the best from the orange county jail and it's just that that they do.. their…read morebest. They are So very much appreciated. I really love the deputies there ...for a long time now they all improved and enbettered the facilities.

All the guards are extremely helpful, accommodating, and if you need help with anything, they're…read morevery willing to help you

Okay, so I had some warrants for my arrest for petty theft of computer cleaner. This trip to jail…read morelasted under 3 months and I was charged with "chemical intoxication (they always claim in court that I have a drinking problem lol lousy notes these people take ) and battery on a firefighter who beat my face to a pulp and my eyes were swollen shut (I only had one hand to defend myself.) This, initially, was false imprisonment because the fighterfighters had ZERO right to force me in the gurney since I was completely coherent and was answering questions without any obvious obstruction of my cognition. They beat me just after I had a seizure and had fresh wrapped burns on my face and hands - my fault there but of course they never were charged and those two were obviously believed over me. Tough luck! Anyways, I just sat there, in the cell, on my bed and faced the wall until it was feeding time or showering time. They can't lock your imagination up!!!!!! I had no one to help on the outside since I'm not a paedophile. NO! seriously!! They're so relaxed and nonchalant about creepy old dudes getting down with kiddos. But yeah, I didn't receive any help or rehabilitation in there. I literally sat or lied down like a trapped dog in a cage for roughly 2,160 hours in my head or asleep. Like literally after I was released, I went straight to the dope man.

Long story short system was down & instead of being released after my little court hearing I got…read moresent here . Apparently system had been down for 8 days . Women couldn't even sit in holding cells . We weren't getting enough food . Tampons . Anything . Guards ignored us . Toilets clogged . I've never been somewhere like this so I thought I'd wait it out . Finally , so many women there weren't any toothbrushes , shampoo or anything really . Lucky enough to get the clothes & cute little used bras & underwear . My family called & even came & nobody would tell them I was there or would save their number to notify them of my release . Same nasty sandwiches all day . Oh & I met a lovely lady who clearly wasn't right in her head . A ring too tight on her finger made it look like that black shit was ready to fall off but she got no medical attention . The absolutely worst

My son is detained at West Valley Detention Center in Rancho Cucamonga, CA. He was having a serious…read moreissue with his meals and this was causing extreme weight loss and health issues. The young lady, SCS Sanchez, who answered the phone when I got through, was so kind and pleasant. She put me on a brief hold and called his unit for more information. When she came back on the line she gave me good information that the issue was taken care of by one of the Sargent's today and that he would be getting his meals correctly. Thank you SCS Sanchez; I was ready to do battle and you just quietly, patiently and efficiently got the information I needed. You blessed this Momma's heart!!

What the jailers at this facility don't understand is that Bail Agents cannot do their jobs unless…read morethey pick up the phone and provide Bail Bond information. Bail Agents lose business constantly due to West Valley jailers not picking up the phone. People take their business elsewhere when we cannot provide them information in a timely fashion. It's very convenient for these jailers to just not pick up the phones. They're knowing to pick up, and leave it off the hook so it doesn't disturb them. They have no idea on how such a simple act of not picking up can negatively affect one's livelihood. But who cares right? we're just bail bondsman. People can care less about us.

I have unfortunately had a family member in custody on and off at this jail for several years now…read more The reason I am leaving a review is because of Deputy "Demilio" I hope his name was. I made it a point to ask him his name and department (the lobby he said) because he was the most attentive, companionate and proactive person I have ever spoken to throughout this unfortunate experience as a family member of an inmate. I received a concerning phone call from my son's dad today who I am separated from that he was having some medical issues and the fire dept was called due to breathing issues. Dept. Demilio made sure to contact the housing facility and confirm that he was OK. Thank you for giving me some piece of mind and not just dismissing me or transferring me to some dead end like I have experienced before.

Stupid rules regarding contacting and sending things to loved ones that you don't find out until…read moreyou've spent money- because there's nothing on the website. And no way to load money on to accounts online

Food i had in Adseg was sub-par, the bunk was cold and hard, i looked at the bedframe for why it…read morewas so uncomfortable and it was made out of concrete!, i think my blanket was even used. What a train wreck, i guess they don't want return customers.

Visiting is from 9am-3pm getting a visit on Vpass is basically impossible. They start appointments…read moreon Mondays at 7 am but within secs they are filled and walk-in are only permitted when their time allows it. I was able to get an appointment by complete luck late Friday night for that Saturday. There is no denim, no clothes that Resemble staff or inmate clothing and no cell phone allowed especially in the visiting center even if you just walk in to ask a question if you have a visit at anytime that day your visit will be canceled without hesitation. Keep your phone in your car. Use your phone while inside your car. Tokens are $2 single dollar bills only. The machine is near the entrance. You need the token to take a photo inside. As inmates cannot buy them inside even using their money on the canteen before the expected visit. The staff is absolutely horrible to expect everyone visiting just knows the process and they act as if every prison runs the same. They are rude. They are very disrespectful. They are very inconsiderate. They are the worst. Their inmates having visits obviously affects their lively hood. Since taking a few moments to clearly explain their process effects them so seriously they should make a quick 3min video and post it on their website. So when they get NEW visitors everything is simple.