The Faded Apartment

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2026-08-18 02:26:26 -

The wool coat had been with me since the day I left the barracks in ’14, a heavy charcoal thing that had once smelled of pipe tobacco and damp earth but now carried only the faint, metallic tang of old sweat and the dusty, sterile air of the holding cell where I had spent the last three years, a garment that had absorbed so much of my silence that it felt less like clothing and more like a...

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