The Absurdity of Virtue
The apartment complex in Upper East Side was a masterpiece of minimalism. Everything was white, gray, or a very specific shade of "industrial beige." The walls were thin, the furniture was uncomfortable, and the residents treated their lives like a series of curated Instagram posts. In this temple of sterile perfection lived Arthur, a man whose kindness was so absolute it had become a form of...
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