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This is a story in many parts. It is a story that has run through my mind so many times over the years: autobiographical in the desires it portrays, though I am not at all reckless enough to give in to them. I hope you enjoy me. The Quiet Room I have been here so many times: stood here, pretending not to have come on purpose: not to know where I am; not to know what is behind the shabby facade; not to want to go in. I am pretending to check my phone, as I have so many times before: as if I have stopped here by chance and am on my way to somewhere else. I know what is inside, what sort of place it is, what they pr