The Faded Apartment

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The train moved through the dark with a rhythmic, grinding insistence, a metallic beast chewing through the silence of the industrial night, and inside the carriage, Arthur Pendelton sat with his hands clasped over his knees, the leather of his gloves worn thin at the fingers, a testament to the long hours he had spent gripping the reins of a life that no longer fit his hands. He was a man...

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