The Filthy Passage

The Filthy Passage

I was in an apartment with lots of rooms. It was a large old run-down building. A few of the rooms were nice, fresh paint, repaired etc. Furnished.

But underneath the kitchen counters were corners so dilapidated & gross that they were impossible to clean. And the hallways too – beyond dingy. Worse than an abandoned bldg.

So there were only certain places one would “inhabit” & then one would merely “pass through” the other areas, preferably w/eyes shut.

It took all my courage to muster even one peek.

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