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She had entered the women’s correctional facility quietly, carrying nothing more than the small bag issued during intake. She answered every question politely, accepted her assigned bunk, and kept to herself.
She wasn’t there to make friends.
She simply wanted to survive her sentence and eventually return home.
Most of the women ignored her.
One person didn’t.
Vanessa.
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