I gripped the metal handle of the factory door and my knuckes instantly froze to it, just as I imagined my father's always did.
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Lisa agreed with her mother that the sewerage drain outside the front door was an issue with her new flat, but a far more pressing one she loathed to mention was the door key glistening in the trickling, putrid water below.
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As usual, I'm open to criticism, but please try to stick to the one liners. ;)