Behind Bars

The cold, gray walls trap you. Time crawls. Each day feels the last: a monotonous routine punctuated by rations and patrols. Communication with the outside reality is severely curtailed. Loneliness becomes your constant companion. You search for purpose in this restricted existence. You try to main
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