The Faded Photograph

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, industrial drumming against the tin roof of the barracks that turned the silence into a physical weight, pressing down on the shoulders of every man who lay awake in the dark. Thomas Bradshaw sat on the edge of his narrow cot, the mattress sagging under the memory of too many restless nights, and held a small, rectangular object in his...

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