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The corridor where everyone left
I'm walking the long corridor of the prison block, but all the cell doors are open and the cells are empty—not vacant, but as if everyone just left their tea halfway. There's a sound like a key turning in a lock, but I'm holding the keys and they're cold and quiet. I think I'm learning that some doors you lock are inside you.
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