Giuseppe Pardi presses his broad chest against rusted bars, muscles straining as he stretches upward, his clean-shaven jaw tight with effort. One hand grips the cold metal while the other flexes, fingers splayed wide as he balances on the edge of a bed in the background. His legs part slightly, the weight of his body shifting between defiance and exhaustion, every movement framed by the bars like a cell.
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