The Quiet Inventory
Arthur lived in a town where nothing ever happened, and that was exactly how he liked it. He worked at the local hardware store, selling nails and lightbulbs to people whose lives were as predictable as the sunrise. He was a man of habit, a man of lists, a man of quiet contentment. The news came to him not through a broadcast, but through a glitch in his digital watch. For three seconds, the...
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