"Shiva Mahbobi stands up and holds out her arms, stretching them like wings. At five feet tall she cuts a delicate, birdlike figure, her face crowned by the blonde streak in her quiff. ‘It was about this big,’ she says, indicating the claustrophobic two-metre span of the Iranian prison cell where she spent seven months of solitary confinement. A small window, high above her, offered a narrow glimpse of sky. The walls around her were painted yellow, peeling and crumbling, like her mind was expected to, as she battled to stay sane through loneliness, boredom, filth, sickness and pain. ...”
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