A woman sits on the cold, hard floor of her prison cell, her arms tightly bound
![A woman sits on the cold, hard floor of her prison cell, her arms tightly bound behind her back. Her legs are folded in an M-shape, a sign of her resilience and determination. The dim light from the small window casts shadows on her face, highlighting the fear and desperation in her eyes. The walls of the cell seem to close in on her, trapping her in this dark and place.](https://image.cdn2.seaart.ai/2024-06-27/cpuf0b5e878c739d0su0/60dfc660b8977d80a611d03009e5dd72ac0ca705_high.webp)
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A woman sits on the cold, hard floor of her prison cell, her arms tightly bound behind her back. Her legs are folded in an M-shape, a sign of her resilience and determination. The dim light from the small window casts shadows on her face, highlighting the fear and desperation in her eyes. The walls of the cell seem to close in on her, trapping her in this dark and place.
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A woman sits on the cold, hard floor of her prison cell, her arms tightly bound behind her back. Her legs are folded in an M-shape, a sign of her resilience and determination. The dim light from the small window casts shadows on her face, highlighting the fear and desperation in her eyes. The walls of the cell seem to close in on her, trapping her in this dark and place.
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