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Its Sunday Sun dazed today as I made my way behind salty slanted glass & cold steering wheel into a cinder block storage unit i've leased a year has passed, slipped IDK, maybe lost or stolen Hiding in the back of a 15' x 28' a secret office I constructed, concocted A fantasy fort for a grown man away from the worrisome world filled with mature career minded folk Surrounded by odds and ends liquidation sale items flood & pool across 1000sq ft of shelving I built 18' floor to roof Shelves uniquely spaced to accommodate packages of various dimensions Catwalk on the second level, drawbridge permanently down Occasionally I make my way to the gate that separates me from the rest Opening the door, slipping past Handing them an object they desire for reasons I do not know We share a moment, eyes dance back and forth I retreat to my hidden fort No one ever knows What exists Behind a rollup metal door
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Feb 1
Feb 1, 2026 at 11:43 AM UTC
Units Of Storage