Saturday, December 19, 2015

Short tale about Keys

You become as great as the ones surrounding you. Since a long time now I didn't have the keys to my building, only to my front door. Not a big thing, just go around, till the keypad stopped working. I asked my sister to borrow me her building key so I could make a copy. She had two on her keychain. Since the longest time she has had them.

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