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In-Dwelt

The apartment leaks footsteps, it’s hard to avoid their featherweight padding. Fabric and pith teach walls how to speak; fragmented recordings that always threaten to utter something intelligible. Ears question, closed eyes grope for answers. They abide --- the indwellers, they nightly rearrange, whatever you thought was yours as you daydream of being real.

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