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Seven Iron Railings

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SEVEN BARS . . . just seven iron railings away from the outside . . . the outside of here—of life . . . freedom itself. "O.K. Mac, gotta eat yer chow. . ." The slightly uncomfortable two hundred and twenty-seven pounds confined to the faded brown trousers made the not too tiresome work of jail flunky interesting, if not entertaining—and, profitable, at times...

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