The Faded Photograph

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The train hissed against the rails, a long, metallic groan that seemed to tear at the very fabric of the morning fog, and Elias Thorne stood at the rear car, gripping the cold iron railing with hands that had forgotten how to rest. He was a man whose body had become a map of the institution he served, his knuckles swollen and pale, his shoulders hunched under the weight of a coat that smelled...

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