The Wistful Voyage

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"You look thin, David." "I am." "Is it the work? Or the woman?" "It’s the soup." I laughed. It was a dry sound, like leaves skittering across pavement. I sat on the edge of the bed in my hotel room. The wallpaper was yellow. It was peeling at the corners. I picked a flake of paint. I held it in my palm. It was brittle. It was dead. The man across from me smiled. He was a doctor. Or he said he...

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