7/18/2013

I walk off the elevator. I turn right and walk down this narrow hall. Wall is beige, thinking maybe 70’s 80’s paneling.
Hallway turned to the right and I see these two old ladies, facing the elevator. One lady says, I can’t believe Mr. Holbrooke is gone. He is all alone, as she looks up. I pass by the two ladies and turned around and said, no he’s not. He is with my mom.

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