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In the heart of a crowded plaza, the prison stands, a monument both seen and buried. Above, a lone tower rises, its transparent pods glinting in open air, where lesser crimes meet punishment through exposure, visibility, and longing. Below, the earth fractures into suspended lines, cells adrift in darkness, disoriented and unreachable. A supple, curvilinear lattice winds through it all, shaped for the swift limbs of the Vaanars, whose movements stitch the prison together. It anchors the depths, lifts the void. Surveillance zones cling to the underside, watching without being seen—a reverse panopticon, where the captive is center stage and the gaze is hidden. At the tower’s crown, a perch waits—high, still, all-seeing. Punishment splits: desire above, erasure below.
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