The Wistful Dinner

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The fog in Harrowgate did not lift; it merely thinned, a gray veil that clung to the cobblestones and the soot-stained brickwork of the Victorian terrace. You stand at the window of the parlor, your hand resting on the cold glass, feeling the vibration of the coal train passing in the distance. The rhythm is heavy, industrial, a mechanical heartbeat that contradicts the stillness of the room....

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