There are very little of Shirin Ebadi's writings translated to English. I'm sure that will change now. Payvand.com recently translated this, with her recalling her time in Evin prison. I think Evin should be converted to this giant museum about the struggle for freedom, particularly during the past 3 or 4 generations. On the other hand, last time I passed by there, I literally could not breath from the moment our car reached the top of that famous hill leading to the front gates, all the way through and after the walls were still visible.
I was also personally offended (no kidding) by the site of the little kabob-house built on a corner backing into the corner wall, on the road heading towards Shahrak-Gharb. It may or may not be there now, but to think of the atrocities that happened and is still happening within a stone-throw of that corner, and sitting down with your family for a hearty mean of Kabobs and more is just outrageous.