A 50-word #ZapfFic50 story written by Bruce 
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He scratches his skin, already irritated from where he brushed against the rock wool insulation, climbing into the attic. The air is full of swirling particals of dust, the floor stacked high with boxes of memories. Too much to keep, too precious to throw. He doesn't know where to begin.
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