The photograph: a close-up of the view through a keyhole. The doors and corridors beyond could as well be a set of abstract shapes.
The story: an old man named Edward explores the empty town hall where he used to be a caretaker. He finds his old floor buffer, and gives the place a polish for old times’ sake. This piece is a poignant evocation of time passing, and reflecting on what’s been lost in a life. And the ending is a real shock to the system
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