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We locked Charlene in a wrist cage, behind her back and in front. Either way, there was no escape for poor Charlene, who got pretty frustrated by such a simple device. Even when we gave her the keys, Charlene could not get out of these ingenious handcuffs! We love wrist cages, so elegant, so devious… Charlene on the other hand was getting less elegant by the minute. Frustration!!