The door was covered with brown paper and meticulously cut out letters, a celebration of a day that a lot of people did not remember. It took hours, sitting on the floor at the table, hands coated with paste. Maybe someone would read this and think that there was something more to be celebrated in life than just getting through the day. And that heroism was something that we could all aspire to.
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