Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the challenge is to write a poem or a piece of prose in exactly 88 words using the word “pristine.”

She grew up in a palace of polished marble and quiet footsteps, a place where shadows behaved and every mess vanished before it drew breath.
But college hit her like a bad joke told in a back alley. The dorm was a stew of dust, spilled secrets, and dishes stacked like evidence. No staff. No silence. Just the world, unfiltered.
She tried to keep pristine order, but grime kept winning. Eventually she learned the truth every soul learns. You clean what you can, and you survive the rest.
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Welcome to June 2, 2021 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.