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“Please,” Matt cried out, as he was locked up in the cell. He had been refused clothes, even a blanket, and now he was horrified to find himself locked up in a shared cell with two clothed guys.
“Officer please….” Matt shouted as the doors closed leaving him alone with his cell mates.
“Well, we can guess why you’re in here, lad. Like to show off your junk, do you?”
“No, it’s not like that,” Matt stammered.
“Looks like it from here. Now why don’t you come and sit here and we can keep you warm.”
Matt stammered, “I…. I…”