The Wistful Silence

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You dream of the taste. It is not a pleasant taste. It is the metallic tang of old pennies. It is the gritty, chalky residue of crushed limestone. It is the bitter, astringent punch of unripe grapes. You wake with your tongue coated in this phantom flavor. You spit into the sink. The water runs red. Or perhaps it is the light. The dawn is breaking, painting the industrial town in hues of...

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