The Faded Apartment

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2026-08-18 03:27:01 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that blurred the edges of the city into a watercolor of slate and ash, and I found myself walking home with the weight of a rifle I had not fired in ten years still ghosting against my shoulders. I am not a man given to poetry, though the years in the field had carved out spaces in my mind where the roughness of survival used...

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