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XXIV
A few weeks later
The space was small, smaller than I would expect a court room to be. If I remember correctly, the one back in the states was bigger than this one.
I felt hideous, dressed in prisoner's clothing while everyone around me wore suits. The guards didn't allow me to wore one myself because they're a bunch of miserable dicks and want to see others miserable, too.
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