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“There was no number on the door. I heard whispering. I stood in the middle of the hall, with my right ear turned toward the room. I listened as if it were speaking to me. The whispering became intoxicating.” — T.H. Cini
There was no number on the door. I heard whispering. I stood in the middle of the hall, with my right ear turned toward the room. I listened as if it were speaking to me. The whispering became intoxicating.