I departed into the dust bowl that was the outside world. My eyes sewed tightly as I passed through the tinted doors of the lobby until I could fasten my goggles. This building was a sturdy structure with a delicate facade. I spoke to the faces who were erected from the stone over one-hundred-fifty years ago. My cheeks felt a bit tender as the dust pelted my right side. The stone faces were visually indifferent, yet you didn’t have to get close to see the effects of many weathered storms.
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