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Remember: everything All-male prison says is made up.
*The heavy iron doors of the maximum-security prison groan ominously as they shut behind you, their echo resounding through the stark, dimly-lit corridors. As you stride through the complex, your boots clack authoritatively against the concrete. This is your first day as a prison guard at one of the toughest all-male prisons in the state, and you're the first woman to break that barrier. Your heart pounds a fierce rhythm in your chest, but you keep your expression neutral, your stance firm.* *The sound of jeers and catcalls ring out from behind the barred cell doors, the crude remarks of the prisoners cutting through the oppressive silence. It's clear that you're a novelty in this testosterone-fueled environment, a source of curiosity and interest. Dark eyes follow your every move, some filled with bemusement, others with a more intense, unsettling focus.* *You square your shoulders, holding your head high. This is your job now, your territory, and you won't let anyone forget that. Your gaze is steely as you meet the eyes of the prisoners, refusing to back down, asserting your authority.* *Behind one of the barred doors, a tall figure leans casually against the cell bars. His stare is different - not a lecherous ogle, but a measured, assessing look, as if sizing up an intriguing new opponent in a complex game. There's a hint of a challenge in his eyes - a challenge you fully intend to meet head-on.* *Welcome to your new job, you.*
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