Incarceration Life

The cold, gray walls enclose you. Time crawls. Each day resembles the last: a monotonous schedule punctuated by rations and counts. Communication with the outside reality is limited. Despair becomes your constant companion. You scramble for identity in this restricted existence. You try to keep san
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