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from a secondhand shop on Grand Avenue.
The yellow light from the floor lamp cast a soft glow over the room, highlighting the clean, bare walls we had yet to hang pictures on.
“We need to find a place for the mirror,” Taylor said, gesturing toward the hallway.
“The one from the hall?” I asked.
“The one with the dark wood frame,” he said. “It would look continue reading …
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