Behind Bars

The cold, gray walls trap you. Time drags. Each day resembles the last: a monotonous schedule punctuated by grub and guard rounds. Communication with the outside reality is limited. Despair becomes your constant companion. You fight for meaning in this isolated existence. You try to hold onto a sen
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