2001-06-06 || 5:15 p.m.

|| the capital R that was around when i wrote this entry. ||

the basement at work smells like wet bricks and cement and dust and manila folders. decomposing information. ghosts. the word janitor painted on an ancient wood door has the most beautiful stencilled capital R i have ever seen.

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