The Wistful Witness

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The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended gray veil that blurred the horizon where the Scottish Highlands surrendered to the sea. I watched the water slide down the window of the old Land Rover, each drop a small, deliberate erasure of the landscape, and I felt the familiar, cold weight of my own irrelevance settle into my bones. It was a sensation I had carried for forty years,...

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