BEHIND BARS EXISTENCE

Behind Bars existence

The heavy steel door slammed shut, echoing in the vast, cold hall. Goosebumps ran down my spine as I stepped inside, swallowed whole by the concrete jungle that was prison. Life here is harsh, every day a fight for survival. We exist in a shattered world, ruled by unspoken laws and defined by violence. Outside, the world spins on, oblivious to our

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