The Gray Diagnosis

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2026-05-27 16:56:37 -

I. The sign above my door read KELLER, M.D. in letters that had once been gold but were now the color of old teeth. The building was on Canal Street, between a closed-down tailor shop and a bar that played jazz too loud after midnight. The neon sign flickered. Sometimes it spelled KELLER. Sometimes it spelled KELL. Once, I'm pretty sure, it spelled HELP. I don't advertise. I don't need to. My...

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