Once upon a time, there was a small prison in which two men were each serving out life sentences for crimes they had not committed. Both men were determined to escape, and very occasionally were able to hold furtive discussions in which they compared plans.
The first prisoner had been able to acquire a spoon, which he had sharpened into a small tool. Each night, he spent about an hour slowly scraping mortar from between the bricks of his cell's wall. Progress was very, very slow.
The second pr
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