Just outside of the Twin Cities in Minnesota, in my childhood home's partial basement, there were only two rooms without windows: the darkroom and the crawlspace, which younger me had deemed the "icky space." When the darkroom was in use, there weren't any lights — only noises. When I stood in front of the door […]
Just outside of the Twin Cities in Minnesota, in my childhood home's partial basement, there were only two rooms without windows: the darkroom and the crawlspace, which younger me had deemed the "icky space." When the darkroom was in use, there weren't any lights — only noises. When I stood in front of the door […]
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