The Faded Apartment

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2026-08-18 11:10:31 -

The rain had stopped, but the air still tasted of wet asphalt and old copper. I stood on the sidewalk, watching the water drip from the eaves of the house next door, a steady, rhythmic tapping that sounded like a clock counting down to something inevitable. I wasn’t supposed to be here. I was supposed to be back at the station, filing the report on the missing accountant, the one who had...

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