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…ration clung to every corner of the prison, a constant reminder of the darkness that surrounded me. Among the sea of inmates, I found myself lying awake at night next to a young woman who had committed a heinous crime — the murder of her own grandparents at the tender age of 18. The heat was oppressive, the air thick with humidity and the weight of our shared pasts.
CRiS CaMP- Aint Heaven Grand
Annelise Lords
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