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In the depths of the prison, a woman sits in her cell, her arms bound and her legs folded in an M-shape. The cold, damp walls seem to mock her, a constant reminder of her captivity. She longs for , but for now, all she can do is sit and wait, her mind consumed with thoughts of escape.
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In the depths of the prison, a woman sits in her cell, her arms bound and her legs folded in an M-shape. The cold, damp walls seem to mock her, a constant reminder of her captivity. She longs for , but for now, all she can do is sit and wait, her mind consumed with thoughts of escape.
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