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Words by Mallory Pace   The gym in my apartment complex is, more often than not, completely empty. Aside from the “out of order” signs, a treadmill that is far too loud to run on and a window that is held together by a piece of cardboard and tape after a rock was thrown through it … there’s not much to look at. But every time I go, I run into the same woman. She is an older, small woman who is either riding the stationary bicycle or ashing her cigarette into a water bottle at the nearby pool. She …