It feels ... odd, having finally taken down all of the pictures I had of Emily up. I replaced them with colder, monochromatic pieces of art. The room feels different. It's lost something... brilliant. Then again, so have I. I think I remember something about a room/home being a reflection of a person internally. Maybe I just made it up, but
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