Tuesday, April 2, 2019

Bonvoy

The smell in this room reminds me of a Middlesex county office park I used to patrol while working as a security guard in college. It was a foreign smell. It made imagining the people who worked there - what they did, how they lived - seem distant and unreachable. A reminder of what I thought of as the prison inside. I'm not so stark about it now, maybe, but how they live still seems distant.

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