The Faded Portrait

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2026-08-17 17:22:49 -

You wear the coat. It is wool. Heavy. Grey. It smells of dust and old cedar. You put it on every morning. You button it to the neck. The buttons are brass. Cold. You are a scholar. You teach history at the community college in Millbrook. The town is small. It sleeps under a grey sky. You live in a narrow house with peeling paint. The walls are thin. You hear the neighbors. You hear the wind....

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