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... corridor to my cell, I heard other guys cajoling and whistling; it was really like in a fucking movie, so crappy clichéd. You will see, you fuckers.
I was brought into my cell, the door closed, and the cuffs were taking down. My cellmate was some black guy, looking big in stature, but as if he was fast to cry. I don't know if I can break this guy. Let's see what he had done. Flexing my free wrists, hurting my broken one again, I stared him down like they do with animals. Whoever looks aw ...
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