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JANITOR'S DAY
My dad was a school janitor. He kept a ring of keys on a nail by the door. He'd say: 'You know... if I don't turn up tomorrow, nobody's learning nothing!' The day he died, I couldn't cry. So, instead, I pictured the crowds at the school gate, unable to enter, accidentally holding a wake in his honour.
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