The Faded Apartment

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The air in the basement of the Whitmore Textile Mill did not smell of cloth, but of rust and wet stone. It was a smell that settled in the teeth, a metallic tang that seemed to strip the flesh from the bone. I sat on the cold concrete floor, my back against the wall, watching the dust motes dance in the single beam of light that cut through the high, barred window. It was midday above, I knew,...

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