Blackstone Code

~: Two thousand five hundred and ninety-one

In a public prison, Joanna sat across from the parole officer with an expressionless face.

Her attorney stood next to her parole officer, discussing possible issues with the paperwork.

Joanna's eyes quickly shifted from the two of them to the blue sky outside the window.

The sky you see here is different from the sky you see in prison.

If someone told her before that the sky is different from the sky, she would definitely remember it in her heart

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