The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The fluorescent lights of the basement archive hummed a low, persistent note that seemed to vibrate directly against the bridge of my nose, a sound so constant it had ceased to be noise and become instead a kind of atmospheric pressure. I sat at the long, scarred table, the surface cold under my palms, surrounded by the dry, brittle smell of decaying paper and the faint, metallic tang of dust....

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