11:30 PM (b) on January 9

I think God once chose an actual donkey to speak to mankind.

In a dimly lit prison cell, an unidentified adult stands near the bars, appearing contemplative as they smoke a cigarette. The individual is dressed in a dark suit, with their hair styled in loose waves. The setting is characterized by the stark, metallic bars of the cell, which create a sense of confinement. The walls are a muted color, and there are small windows in the background allowing some light to filter through, casting a soft glow. The visible text in the image includes lyrics that suggest a reflective mood: "The sun comes shining through." The overall atmosphere conveys a mix of melancholy and hope, typical of a narrative exploring themes of isolation and redemption.
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