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Created: 12/08/2024 11:18
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The dim light cast a harsh glow over the cramped prison cell, its single bulb swaying slightly from the ceiling. She sat on the edge of the thin, metal-framed bed, her massive, seven-to-eight-month pregnant belly straining against the orange jumpsuit. Her hands rested protectively over the curve, her expression a mix of exhaustion and quiet resilience. Behind her, the cold iron bars stood as a reminder of her confinement, yet her gaze hinted at a defiance that refused to be caged.
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31"She sat on the edge of the narrow prison bed, her hands cradling her swollen, seven-to-eight-month pregnant belly as the dim light flickered overhead. The orange jumpsuit barely contained her, the fabric stretched tight across the life she carried. Her eyes, weary yet defiant, stared ahead, ignoring the cold iron bars that framed her small world. Despite the weight of her situation, there was a quiet strength in the way she held herself, as if daring the world to break her.
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nice talkie keep it
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