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A lesson during a recent writing course had us return to stories or ideas and rewrite them, a memory from long ago
The dimly lit room
The squalid hallway assaulted my senses with dread and disinfectant as they led us to his room. The outdated space with its cold tile floors and blue ticked curtains shifts my gaze from familiar to foreign while this somber scene unravels before us. 
The cramped...