.So it goes as the story of my time here unfolds, the lessons unlearned only go so far as to prove that Iâm worthless. In the cold my shaking hands receive letters to unfold and a bag full of winter clothes you sent to the P.D. to keep me warm. And the jailer says that Iâm a lucky man to have a w.
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