The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The coat was heavy. It was a thing of black wool, thick as the earth after rain. Margot wore it on the first day she arrived in the city of glass. She did not buy it. She found it in the intake bin, folded with a precision that suggested care, though the fabric was stained with the rust of old blood. The social worker, a man with thin lips and eyes that slid over her like water over stone,...

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