The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a grey veil woven from the exhalations of the city itself. It clung to the slate roofs of the old district, to the iron bars of the park gates, and to the shoulders of Elias Thorne, who stood motionless before the gate of St. Jude’s Memorial Hall. The building was a relic of a time when civic pride was carved into stone rather than printed on paper. Its...

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