The Broken Compass
Frank Miller had been unemployed for ten years. Ten years since the plant closed. Ten years since he had a paycheck that meant something. Ten years since he had a reason to get up in the morning that wasn't just the habit of getting up. He lived in a one-bedroom apartment on West Grand Boulevard. The walls had cracks in them, and in the winter the cold came through those cracks like a whisper....
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