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The quiet in a courtroom after everyone leaves
I had a dream last night that I was the last person in a courtroom after closing. The fluorescent lights were still on, but the space felt like a sanctuary — every silent bench and empty counsel table held its own breath. There was no case to argue, no client to defend, just the sound of dust settling.
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