Day 29 of Moxie Jail. They’re treating me well, as well as can be expected. The food is inedible but I have my writings and my thoughts. I count the rats as they scurry. Some of them I’ve named, one after you: ‘Ratmona.’ 
At night I hear the lamentations of the cursed echoing, the chorus of the damned: ‘I’m not a spammer.’ Do not weep for me for my soul finds solace with God. 

Yours forever, 
0xen

PS
Please respond as I still earn Moxie for responses.

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