[Coming Soon] Whoever thought that the idea of prison was romantic was extremely mistaken.
Prison is a place where people lose their minds, their hearts, and their spirits. Nothing about that place is romantic. You’re always cold, always wet, and always hungry.
If you’re lucky, or a maximum security prisoner, you get a cell all to yourself. I suppose that is both lucky and unlucky. You’re spared the abuse that prisoners in a community cell receive, but there is so much silence that even an hour can cause someone to go insane.
I should know better than everyone. I was a prisoner, held in the maximum security area, for eight days that lasted several lifetimes. My charge- thievery. I was, and still am, a wanted criminal. My name is Scram. This is my story.
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