I walked past it thousands of times. It reminded me to breathe. It reminded me that whatever I would see when I stepped across the threshold into the emergency department, beauty remained. There is still light and color, even amid the worst I could imagine (or beyond). Countless times, I closed my eyes to remember the purples, whites, yellows, and muted…
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