
White Horse Galloping at Night
by Quan Ling
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Among the prison guards, she was the only woman. She paced leisurely in the corridor, her thick calves exposed outside of her heavy combat boots. The prisoner who had been leaning against the fence to watch for a while shrank cautiously toward the room. Someone once put his hand outside the fence, but she accidentally bumped into it. Not only did she not move away, she stepped on the prisoner's knuckles until they almost broke. From then on, the prisoners learned to be good and not recruit this naughty woman. Among the prison guards, she was the only woman. She paced leisurely in the corridor, her thick calves exposed outside of her heavy combat boots. The prisoner who had been leaning against the fence to watch for a while shrank cautiously toward the room. Someone once put his hand on the outside of the fence, but she accidentally bumped into it. Not only did she not go around, but she stepped on the prisoner's knuckles until they almost broke. From then on, the prisoners learned to be good and not recruit this naughty woman.
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