Those who say that we're in a time when there are no heroes, they just don't know where to look. —Ronald Reagan The gate closed with a sickening metallic clang. The day had come. Tom was in prison. The first day in prison for a new inmate is never an easy one. The gate closes for the first time, and the world becomes infinitely smaller. Boundaries—vast oceans, roaring rivers, majestic mountains—now replaced by concrete walls, iron bars, and razor wire.
The Prisoner
The Prisoner
The Prisoner
Those who say that we're in a time when there are no heroes, they just don't know where to look. —Ronald Reagan The gate closed with a sickening metallic clang. The day had come. Tom was in prison. The first day in prison for a new inmate is never an easy one. The gate closes for the first time, and the world becomes infinitely smaller. Boundaries—vast oceans, roaring rivers, majestic mountains—now replaced by concrete walls, iron bars, and razor wire.