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Trigger warning: Story contains adult themes of violence and drug use. “Wood rot? Man! How did that happen?” the customer asked, eyes wide, voice bouncing off every stone-tiled surface in the kitchen. The facade of his home was polished, but the customer had been fobbed off. I felt shabby in contrast. My hair was prematurely…

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Peppermint and I both lived in the same building designed for singles, so it just made sense to walk home together, but the walk was a somber one. Finding out that Father Christmas was ill had really knocked the cinnamon out of my hot cocoa, so to speak.  As we crunched through the inch of…

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Setting down my mocha coffee to cool, I eased into my desk chair and swiveled to face the TV displaying security feeds. All was peaceful on the mental health ward, no tempests brewing. So I scanned the lengthy sign-off sheet our newest nurse was required to complete before he could come off orientation. Refreshing my…

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