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Aug 2015
The first thing you notice about a hospital is how clean it is.

The floors scrubbed down so hard, it would be cleaner with a more natural-looking layer of grime, because the reek of sterilising lemon-scented cleaner is sickening.

The tiles are snow but the ceilings are sludge, layers of paint unsuccessfully attempt to cover the dry rot coat, but the faeces-hue cannot be covered.

The doorways and chairs are bathed in rust, the flies not hesitating to accompany the visitors and their loved ones.

*Even the cleanest places are *****.
Really not one of my best pieces, very spur-of-the-moment. I'm using up my mobile data for this.
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