Behind the Wrong Bars

I was wrongly convicted and wrongly placed. Now I spend most of my waking hours running. The only friends I have in this hell are three others like me. Wrongly convicted, but with one crucial difference; they are men. I knew before that I was framed, I knew before that my trial was rigged. What I did not know was that someone had slipped a few million to have me transferred into an all male prison! Trapped behind the wrong bars, what am I to do when my only defence are my three allies and my enemies rank even among the guards? How will I survive 19 years in here? The answer is simple. Cue my comedic insanity.