The walls aren't made of concrete; they’re made of every lie told to Tasha, every secret kept from Tommy, and every drop of blood spilled on the way to a clean life that was never actually clean. Outside, the city moves without him. It’s a ghost town inhabited by the living, while he sits in a living tomb.
The light in the cell flickers.The suit is gone.The empire is crumbling.But the man? The man is just beginning to remember who he used to be before he tried to be "Saint." [S4E1] When I Get Out
He looks at his hands. They are clean of physical dirt, yet they feel heavy. The walls aren't made of concrete; they’re made