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Is it sterile enough?

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By Rowan Finley Published about a year ago 1 min read

The environment and room was cleaned so intensely that everything was washed out so much so that the colors left the room. All that was left was just shades of white, grayish, and black. It was sterile but dead. The room was germ free but it was also lifeless too. No vibrance. It smelled of bleach and vinegar. They said,

“Make it all sterile! No, matter the cost or sacrifice!”

No one could touch one another out of fear of the germs spreading. It was illegal to touch another human without gloves.

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Rowan Finley

Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.

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    Written by Rowan Finley