Photo Source: Pixabay In a place infested by filth, rats and diseases, William’s cell was a haven of cleanliness. He didn’t let the general decay of the jail affect him. Each week he would save up and buy from the canteen cleaning supplies. He would take them back to his cell, and by the end of the week, the bottles would be empty and the cycle would continue. William’s cellmate, Moss, had been dubitative at first. He didn’t understand why it mattered so much to William that the floor was...