Dad pointed at the huge square air duct on the roof of the hospital as a couple of pigeons landed on it. ...
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I’m home, I just got home. Home is where the heart is. The heart of the home is the hearth. The Vulcan heater looks at me, dormant and cold....
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My ankles turn to jelly beneath me and I fall against the wall with a thwack; I slide down it in an impossible contortion, melting towards my legs....
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