Remember me naked
She laughs, guttural and mocking:
— Watch your makeup, newbie… it runs fast here.
I laugh nervously in my head, turning the humiliation into a little internal theater, but the laughter is dry, bitter. Yes, princess… your lipstick is worthless against the cruelty of prison life.
Another inmate deliberately bumps into me to take my place by the lamp, her eyes sparkling with relentless malice.
— Here, no one gives you a break, princess. Learn or die.
I silently nod, a knot of anxiety tightening around my throat. Learn… or die. The lesson is clear.
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