The Faded Apartment
The rain had ceased to fall with any semblance of rhythm, becoming instead a heavy, persistent gray curtain that draped the landscape in a suffocating uniformity, blurring the horizon until the sky and the earth seemed to have merged into a single, weeping entity of mud and memory. I sat in the back of the moving vehicle, the leather seats damp with the condensation of my own sweating palms,...
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