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Fire EscapeIt would be the first day of my adult life, but I began it napping with adolescent abandon. As I dreamed, the afternoon sun blanketed me with an acidic, lurid glaze. That sickly yellow trickled into the room through the bare window openings until the entire space seemed to be swishing with nuclear waste. I woke amidst it, dry mouthed yet damp with sweat, and with considerable hesitation I arose from the unpeeled motel comforter and dipped myself into an unwelcome lucidity, like a baby sea turtle making its first little risky leap into a slimy stretch of grey ocean.Fire Escape
by ~SaltzShaker
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