The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The coat was red. It was not a bright red. It was the color of dried blood. Or perhaps rust. It hung on the rack by the door of Sector Four. Elias stared at it. He touched the sleeve. The wool was thin. Worn through at the elbow. The buttons were missing. Three of them. He looked up. "Is it for me?" he asked. The woman did not look back. She was sorting files. Paper. Endless paper. The air...

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