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SAMMY
Pain.
It was such a modest word for the world of hurt and agony inflicted on anyone. My open wounds were bleeding, my breath came in the ragged gasps, and my skin prickled in freezing coldness inside the dirty cell I was thrown into, but I still wouldn’t say it was painful.
The torment I h...
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