The Faceless Man
Dr. Arthur Graham's problem began, as his problems tended to do, in the space between one thought and the next. It was a Thursday, and he was in his office on the upper floor of the clinical building near Central Park, conducting a session with Mrs. Martha Wilson, a widow who paid him in cash and spoke in sentences that were always slightly longer than necessary. She was describing a dream...
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