I was climbing a very steep stairway, which was covered with books, and was having a hard time climbing up. Slipping and sliding, I finally managed to get to the top of the stairs, and there, I saw a window, which opened to a very large, landscaped yard, the likes of which I had seen in the movies about mental asylums. There were people walking around; staff in white uniforms, and patients, some sitting on benches, and some moving slowly about. I began to look through the window with utter enthrallment and fascination, while feeling guilty and embarrassed as if I was not al

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