The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The rain in Leeds had a weight to it. It didn’t just fall; it pressed down, gray and cold, settling into the wool of my coat and the bones of my hands. I stood on the corner of Briggate, watching the steam rise from the manhole grates, and I tried to remember the last time I had felt dry. It was a useless exercise. The damp was a fact, like the fact that I was thirty-four years old and had...

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