Today we visited Bodmin Jail. Our first encounter was driving up towards the menacing stone building and entrance way. A huge, mainly empty and decaying shell of a once hell for many prisoners.
We stood on the site where many prisoners were hung for insignificant crimes. We could even see where the rope had made a groove in the wooden beam up above.
Inside it was dark, damp and smelly. You could feel what an awful and terrifying place it once would have been.
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