Testimony of the Staircase at 6:47 AM
I was built in 1956. The house on Cedar Street was new then—one of those post-war ranch houses that sprouted up across the Midwest like mushrooms after rain, each one identical to the next in that particular way that was meant to suggest community and ended up suggesting conformity, or the other way around, depending on who was looking. The staircase was not part of the original plan. The...
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