Testimony of the Fluorescent Light
I was installed in 1974, the year the building changed hands for the third time. The electrician who mounted me to the ceiling was a Polish man named Stanislaw who smoked cigarettes while he worked and hummed songs from a country he had not seen in thirty years. He did not know that I would outlast him. He did not know that I would outlast the building's water heater, its elevator, its boiler,...
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