Plunger

In the grimy forgotten corner of a restroom, resting against the tile, was a white handle, nicked and dinged from use. At the bottom of the handle was a black rubber base, now turned green from age or use one couldn't tell. The grout had turned a brownish black over the years. The water ran a steady slow stream from a faucet in disrepair. The restroom, like the store, was a forgotten area. Used daily but never really tended to.

This particular restroom was located in the back of...

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