Days on Remand

A cell evolves into a world. Concrete walls and steel doors define the area. Outside, life rumbles on, oblivious to the confinement within. Time crawls, measured by the clanging of a distant engine. Each day grinds into the next, shadowed by a constant knowledge of remaining on hold. A holding pen o
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