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Behind the Wrong Bars
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Ongoing, First published Sep 22, 2013
I was wrongly convicted and wrongly placed. Now I spend most of my waking hours running. The only friends I have in this hell are three others like me. Wrongly convicted, but with one crucial difference; they are men. I knew before that I was framed, I knew before that my trial was rigged. What I did not know was that someone had slipped a few million to have me transferred into an all male prison!   Trapped behind the wrong bars, what am I to do when my only defence are my three allies and my enemies rank even among the guards? How will I survive 19 years in here?   The answer is simple. Cue my comedic insanity.
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