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Chapter 0225

“Good food?” the guy at the window asked sarcastically, looking at the swirls of slop on our trays.

“Fantastic. Best prison food I’ve ever had,” Tyson replied with a grin.

The dishwasher grumbled and dumped our trays over the trash before throwing them in with the rest of the dishes.

I ignored my gr
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