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Submitted to Contest #44
When the bars closed in the evening with their familiar sound, she knew she had grown accustomed to them. It wasn't dark yet and her roommate - as much as she would have liked to call her that - was this five ton black woman that snored at night and rarely threw more than a grin in her direction. It wasn't cold, but the prison cell certainly felt like it every morning and when darkness set in. It must have been the color of the walls or the fact that everything was made out of steel that gave that impression - she didn't know for sure. The a...
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