The Wistful Incense

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You are the man who finds the things that do not belong, and you are the man who is paid in coins that are heavy with the weight of other men’s debts, and you sit now in the cellar beneath the bakery of old Mrs. Gable, where the air smells of stale flour and damp stone and the specific, metallic tang of fear that has settled into your pores like sweat. The candle on the table is burning low,...

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