I've sat in a dreary little room more than once... shitty mismatched furniture and worn carpet...everything looking like ASS. Even the air itself, aggravating......... still and humid..... my hair clinging to the back of my neck and nevera scrunchie when you need one. Sitting.....thinking........... What's that? The muffled sounds of a television in the flat next door. More sitting...... waiting...... for a storm.... anything.....

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