Exhausted after bagging and somewhat lost in the labyrinth of cement and broken, dirty, abandoned structures. In the midst of stillness and dust, loneliness feels heavier. The day ends and my boss waits for me to leave. A moment of deep introspection and a silent longing to feel connected and desired by him. Only the reflections of the mirror are witnesses of the gift I will leave on the bags of debris.
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