The Faded Photograph

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You stand in the center of the room. The air is stale. It smells of dust and old paper. Your shoes are black. They are polished. You shine them every night. You do not look at the floor. You look at the wall. There is a crack there. It runs from the ceiling to the baseboard. It is jagged. It is ugly. You touch it. Your finger traces the line. It is cold. You pull your hand back. You are alone....

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