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Where am I? part 4

I liked it better when no one was around. A young woman came apon me looking across the desk. She must have came from one of those rooms down the hallway I was just in. Her cloths consist of cool colors. Her shirt is teal and her pants are light blue. She askes alot of questions,“Excuse me sir, can I help you? Have a seat sir Whats you’re name? May I see you’re right wrist?” I’m not sure why she wanted to see my right wrist, but as she was checking my wrist knoticed her name tag, “Ashley J. Taylor.” She has an nice name. But that doesn’t help you find out where I am. Looking up you see an poster. When reading the poster you find out where you are.

Where are you?

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