Where did all these keys come from? They are sticky to the touch, as though we were a house full of smokers. I was able to identify only two of them: keys to our house, never used. Why they were on a hook in the basement with a bunch of other mysterious keys is anyone's guess.
Even though I don't know what these keys are meant to open, it was awfully hard to put them in the recycling bin. I have only one recurring dream: that the house I live in (always a different house each time) is much larger than I knew, with more doors, more floors, more rooms. What if one of these keys opens a door I never knew I had?
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