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Storage
She’d lived her whole life here, and as she ambled through the familiar rooms, the memories of her long life echoed around her. This particular day found Anna in the attic, a place she rarely visited. It was a vast, dusty room filled with trunks and boxes, each one a time capsule of her past. The attic was for storing things, she mused, not for taking things out.
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