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Now imagine just beyond your peripheral vision, maybe behind you, maybe to the side of you, maybe even in front of you, but right where you can't see it, something is quietly closing in on you, so quiet in fact you can only hear it as silence.
The walls are endlessly bare. Nothing hangs on them, nothing defines them. They are without texture. You will never find a mark there. No trace survives. The walls obliterate everything. They are permanently absolved of all record. Behold the perfect pantheon of absence.
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