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Lorinda Toledo

Skeletons in The Closet

The tall, red-brick building looms before me like something out of an old horror flick. Although it is a cloudless, stifling-hot afternoon, I imagine howling wind and a clap of thunder as a bolt of lightning rips through the darkening sky. I begin my ascent of the thick concrete steps......
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