The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain in Harrowgate does not fall so much as it settles, a gray, persistent mist that soaks into the wool of your coat and the very marrow of your bones, a weather that seems to have no beginning and no end, only an endless, damp continuity. I arrived there three days after the funeral, though I could not tell you whose funeral it was, for the town seemed to mourn everything at once, the...

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