The Wistful Witness

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2026-08-18 22:09:25 -

The rain had been falling for three days, a soft, persistent mist that turned the world into a watercolor smear of grey and green, blurring the edges of the hedgerows and the distant hills into a single, indistinct breath of the earth. I sat in the back of the old station wagon, the one with the rusted fenders and the engine that coughed like a man with a bad chest, my hands folded tightly in...

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