The Brass Witness

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2026-04-25 18:27:15 -

The Brass Witness

I am a piece of brass, an antique key with a worn bow and a jagged bit. I do not have a heart, but I have a memory, etched into my metal by the friction of a thousand touches. I have spent forty years as a silent observer of the human comedy, and for most of that time, I was the only thing that remained constant in the lives of two people who forgot how to be constant. I remember the first time...

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