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| stranger, books, standby me, opera, ps2, know, gigglechick, music reviews, inside my head, tv, olympus, humour, visual art, poisonous, money, music, colombian, quotes, 20jazzfunkgreats, shirts from hell, fiction, warner home video, | He walks to it. === "Father, how do you have mother's heart?" "Doesn't she need parties it to live?" "Yes son, she *needed* it to live, but has no use for it now," says his father, rather smugly. Confused, the boy says " Well, where is she?" "When's she coming back?" "Mother isn't coming back. She broke our hearts son and I had to take her's away." === Arriving in front parties of room thirty-six, he pauses and puts his ear parties to the door. No sound emanates from within, so he puts his hand on the knob. Cold. Turning it he is careful to make no sound. |
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| He does not understand. He does not comprehend the words, only hears them. === Now he understands and has for awhile. Now he sees what he must do. Nothing olympus will stop him. Past the double doors and approaching the front desk, he puts on a false smile. A false smile that olympus masks inner consternation as there is an armed guard behind the desk. "Good day, sir," olympus he says to the man. "Good day to you." "I'm here to see my father, room thirty-six." After showing his identification he makes his way to the elevators. Passing so many framed prints: Monet, Van Gogh, Dali (Dali in Hospice?) and photographs. He stops, here are the lifts. Deciding against them, he begins to climb the stairs. One, two, three, four, five... he counts, all the way up to twenty, where he arrives at his destination, the second floor. He steps out of the stairwell and, turning to his right, spots the room at the end of the hall. |
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