Behind Cells

Life behind bars ain't no breeze. It's a world of grey concrete and metal, where time crawls by in slow motion a turtle. The days merge together, marked only by the echoing of doors and harsh voices officials. Each day is a struggle to cope, to find purpose in a place where freedom seems like a dist
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