Days on Remand

A cell evolves into a world. Concrete boundaries and steel doors define the area. Outside, life rumbles on, oblivious to the isolation within. Time warps, measured by the roaring of a distant factory. Each period grinds into the next, shadowed by a constant feeling of being on hold. A penitentiary o
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