The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The stone beneath your boots is slick with the sweat of the city, and you are running, not away from the hounds that circle in the fog but toward the only door that remembers your name, which is the door of the house that is slowly dissolving into the mist like a sugar cube dropped into cold tea. You do not know why you are running, or perhaps you do, for the knowledge is a heavy stone in your...

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