Imagine the voice of an entitled White suburban mother. She’s now talking about oral hygiene in the “urban” (Black) schools.
Someone’s abandoned to-do list.
Giant paint mixers.
A strange arcade machine in the basement.
Cobbled walkways followed the assembly lines.
We mark our world in unexpected ways… this is how patient possessions would be stored during their stay in the old asylum wards. It’s about the size of a shoebox, and this particular drawer has a name where the others do not. Its place reminded me of the hospital cemetery where more than 3,000 are buried and less than 1% of whom are recorded by stone or plaque in their resting place.
Park Insurance Agency is no longer in business, nor would you be able to dial that phone number.