Behind Bars

The cold, gray walls confine you. Time stretches. Each day resembles the last: a monotonous schedule punctuated by rations and patrols. Communication with the outside society is severely curtailed. Despair becomes your constant accomplice. You scramble for meaning in this confined existence. You tr
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