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Seo-yeon A maintenance cart at the top of the stairwell started rolling toward me on its own. I flattened against the wall. It caught my sleeve hard enough to pull the seam. My arm. The seam. Pulled. I felt it before I saw it. this is the part where you tell me it was just a draft, right?

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