Of course, now that I can write, nothing comes out. I'm starting to reconsider my plan.
I think I might go back to where I started. What was versus what is, and the negotiations between the two.
The space left behind by Graphic Design is now the home of 10 grand pianos. They survived the flood, and then a water pipe broke in their storage space, and now maybe half of them are damaged beyond repair. Or beyond what they are worth to repair. It's a goddamn tragic poem next door.
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