The Almost
The manuscript had no title and no author's name. Henry found it in a secondhand shop on Charing Cross Road, tucked between a water-damaged copy of Ruskin and a collection of Baudelaire translations that smelled of cellar damp. The shopkeeper, a thin man with spectacles so thick his eyes looked like two coins pressed against glass, told him it had been left by a customer three years ago and...
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