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A Memory of Melrose

A memory dances upon my mind.

I sit up, looking around my tiny room. It’s empty. I moved into this room at the back of a building only a few days ago. My clothes are the only thing on the floor beside me. It’s hot. I’m trying to forget how hot it is and enjoy having my own space.

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