On a cold October morning in 1917, a woman stepped into a prison yard knowing she would never walk out alive.
A line of soldiers stood waiting.
Rifles were loaded.
The order would come within moments.
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On a cold October morning in 1917, a woman stepped into a prison yard knowing she would never walk out alive.
A line of soldiers stood waiting.
Rifles were loaded.
The order would come within moments.
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