The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The cloak is heavy. It is wet. It smells of the river mud and the cold iron of the mill. You hold it tight against your chest. The wool bites your skin. You are Margaret. You are in London. The fog is thick. It hides the eyes of the city. You walk fast. Your boots are worn. The cobblestones are slick. You do not look back. You know what is behind you. You know what you left. The city is a...

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