The sunlight was not actually glaring.
The air was much fresher than the "foul" air in prison. Of course, that might have had something to do with the abundance of plants outside the prison.
To prevent prisoners from escaping, among other things, the prison had no plants tall enough to conceal a person in areas where ordinary people were allowed to move, let alone dense woods.
Although the prisoners showered every day, aside from heavy labor, they spent their time on all kinds of "exercise."
The prisoners had a strong body odor... No, "overpowering" would be more accurate! Sometimes, when they approached from the opposite direction, you could smell their intense body odor even when they were still three to five meters away.
They definitely stank, but it was not a pure stench. There was also the sour smell of sweat, along with a strange odor produced by bacteria fermenting in their private areas after prolonged neglect of personal hygiene!
It was unbearable! The smell permeated every corner of the prison and would not disappear just because the weather turned cold.
At most, it was not as intense as it had been that day!
Michael drew in a deep breath. He wanted to fill his lungs with fresh air and exhale all that damned, stale air from the prison!
Twelve years in prison...
He did not know how to describe it. In any case, he was no longer the man he had once been! Anyone sentenced to more than ten years was considered a serious criminal, and most serious criminals were held in the "Official Heavy Prison" directly under the Prison Administration Bureau.
Of course, there were also a very small number of private heavy prisons, but they were truly few and far between.
For vicious criminals, the Federal justice