Behind Bars

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