The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The rain does not fall so much as it accumulates, a heavy, gray debt owed to the sky by the earth. You stand in the center of the parlor, the air thick with the scent of damp wool and old paper, and you feel the weight of the silence pressing against your eardrums. It is a Tuesday, though the day of the week feels irrelevant when the world outside has dissolved into a blur of industrial smog...

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