Riot, Don't Buy It
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This is the story of a very large prison in the middle of nowhere named the Home for Evil Low Lives or HELL for short. This cesspool of criminal scum is where other prisons send inmates, that they could care less about, to die slow horrible deaths at the hands of Father Time. Not a soul has ever made it out of the titanium walls alive before... well that's what they want you to believe.
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