The Wistful Skyline

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The concrete of the detention block was cold, a damp chill that seeped through the soles of my boots and settled into the marrow of my bones, but I did not shiver. I stood before the heavy, iron-reinforced door, my hands clasped behind my back, feeling the rough texture of the fabric against my knuckles, waiting for the lock to cycle with a heavy, metallic clunk. The air in the corridor was...

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