Behind The Wall

Life inside bars ain't no walk. It's a world of muted concrete and steel, where time crawls by at the pace of a sloth. The days fuse together, marked only by the echoing of doors and the gruff voices of guards. All day is a struggle to survive, to find meaning in a place where freedom seems like a d
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