Days on Remand

A cell becomes into a world. Concrete boundaries and steel entrances define the area. Outside, life bustles on, oblivious to the suffocation within. Time crawls, measured by the clanging of a distant machine. Each day grinds into the next, haunted by a constant awareness of remaining on hold. A peni
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