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You slide the door shut, flip the latch, and walk away, except tonight the lock turns but the door still glides open with a single

You deep-clean the shower, wipe the glass until your arm aches, and that hazy, milky film just sits there anyway, dimming what used to be

Your front door takes more abuse than any other surface on the house, the afternoon sun cooking the slab, the wind driving grit into the