Monty
Tonight I am in Monty. Monty is the main computer building(farm) on campus. I have not been in this building for a long time. There are no windows on this three story renovated coffin factory. When you enter Monty you are outside time, beyond time, day and night have ceased to exist; it is a time slip. A time slip that reminds me far to much of ice hockey locker rooms ten years ago. The floors inexplicablely consist of ice skate blade friendly rubber mats and the smell of unwashed skin and sweaty socks is a bit to potent.
I do not intend to return to this coffin factory.


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