I have no idea who turned 18 (or 81)

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So about a couple of weeks ago I went to a concert with some friends of mine. It was pretty decent, though the heat was unbearable and the excessive amount of people in such close proximity made me easily spiral into panic. It was the mere notion that I was, in fact, at such an important concert, that made me bear it all, and somehow also convinced me to like it though I really didn't.

The place we stayed at was weird. Like any other B&b apartment I've ever been in, it's decorations were absolutely hilarious. Stock images decorated the wall next to very famous artwork copies, honestly a worthy and unending juxtaposition that characterizes every single one of these structures. It's like the owners have zero idea how to decorate the rooms in order to appease the clients, and they end up putting random things that people might like, and if they don't like one thing, they'll like one of the other 1000. As I previously said, this is hilarious. 

Every time I enter one of those randomly decorated room and realize yet again that I am in fact right on this argument, I just start laughing in the somewhat light, ironic misery of it. 

Pretty sure this doesn't make much sense. But I love it either way.

The point is, that in all it's disastrous, small and ominous glory, the small apartment allowed us to sleep well and safe. So the next day, as I was preparing some coffee for the whole group, I opened up some of the cabinets there were. And this is what I found:


Now, I have absolutely no idea whether the person who left those there had celebrated becoming 18 or 81, but it felt weird that someone had had either birthday in that dingy apartment.

The apartment where my friends and I had went to, changed and showered in, slept, laughed and told secrets in. And who knows only how many other people did the same things there, and will never know of all the others. 

I will never know who turned 18 (or 81) in there. But as I opened the cabinet and I saw the two used candles, left to create a memory of someone who probably wanted to forget, I felt like crying for a loss of something I never saw.


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