d-hall
A place that smells like old socks, sweat, and regret. It’s the last stop before death for some people.
I walked into the d-hall and it smelled like my brother’s old gym socks.
Someone was peeing on the floor in the d-hall and it was the worst thing I’ve ever seen.
I saw a kid in the d-hall drawing a mustache on the mirror with his own poop.
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