The Angle

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In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay's first paragraph.

"My vision was slightly blurred as I attempted to regain focus on the room surrounding me. The walls seemed as though they were a pale gray, sort of with a bluish tint to them, closing in ever so slowly. There were curtains with flower patterns on the windows, but they looked as though they had just spent a week playing in the sandbox. This was incredibly strange considering that my mother had this thing about what other people thought about her and there wasn't a doubt in my mind that people could see this unfamiliar filth from the street."

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