The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain fell not like water, but like a verdict, heavy and cold against the cobblestones of the old city square. I stood beneath the awning of the closed apothecary, my left hand trembling in a rhythm that had nothing to do with the chill. The tremor was a new tenant, moving into the chamber of my wrist, settling its bones into the architecture of my life with the quiet permanence of stone. I...

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