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... n a haze of pain and humiliation. What had started as isolated incidents of violence had evolved into a pattern of torture. Every day brought new forms of cruelty, new ways for my fellow inmates to remind me of my place in the prison.
I was the man who’d had almost ran over his pregnant wife and also got an innocent woman murdered.
Even though I had tried to stop it. But it doesn’t matter. What mattered was perception, and in the eyes of everyone around me, I was something lower ...
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