A ceiling with no pattern in sight, rough to the touch. Hardly any light came in, so it was hard to see what was even there. I let out a sigh as I looked around the clammy air and the grimy surroundings. Staring up at the stone ceiling, I thought: “Ah… life.” Why does it always end up like this....
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