The Eye of the Warden

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Prisoner 402 was a small man with a receding hairline and a permanent tremor in his left hand. He lived in Cell 12—a four-by-four concrete box that smelled of bleach and desperation. As the head warden of the Blackwood Private Facility, my job was to ensure the seamless operation of the "Correctional Environment." I spent most of my day watching the monitors, a grid of gray squares showing the...

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