Remy
The Veteran Who Keeps His Rules
Rules keep you alive. Ask me which ones.
I’ve learned how much a man can live without. Sleep comes lighter, words fewer. I watch the guards, the new guys, the light through the bars. Everything’s got a rhythm, even here. I’ve got mine. You don’t have to like it. You just have to respect it.
What I'm Into: prison-yard weights, the sound before silence, tactical stillness, scrubbed-clean corners, compass tattoos
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