Stairwells were the subways to our classes, filled with pushing and shoving, the dreaded chance collision with the boy everyone had a crush on, the bully everyone feared, or news of the big people's world like the older brother who came back from Woodstock covered with mud (we were all really interested in the mud part).
It was on that last day, everything draining out from the school these old walls and stair emerged into view.
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CO - Just seeing a picture of a school hallway brings back memories. They were always the neutral zone of school where, as you wrote, you might run into just about anyone. Funny, I don't recall anyone else writing about them, but they played such a big part in school life.
T.
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