Glass – Day 53 – Windows

Got a glass pen and this happened:

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The window washer felt a special affinity with the glass as he cleaned. The only time anyone ever looked at him properly was when he was particularly dirty, he thought. Usually people just looked straight through him. And in that moment he decided not to clean anymore. Instead he adorned every window on the high-rise with a drawing in dust, determined they would both be noticed at last. 

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