What lies within these walls, as I gaze across and think each room must have a story to tell, of heights of happiness to depths of despair, light comes on and goes out as in each cell the drones work, waiting for the break of dawn when lights go out again and the day begins anew, time is reset and the slate wiped clean

office oct 2016

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November 1, 2016

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