Thu 15 Nov 2012 ca. 8:15 am Lonsdale & 19th Medical Clinic
Irregular warren in the dilapidated 1950s building: black steel-framed chairs, corridor walls lined with medical files, potted incandescent lights set in the acoustic tile of the ceiling. The corridors are wide and narrow, with little notches and niches in the walls. A ripply glass-block window opposite me. Rundown institutional feel.
And the feelings? A kind of weekend-morning expectancy.
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