The Wistful Asylum

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The steam from the boiler room curled through the iron grates of the floor like a pale, spectral hand reaching up to touch the ankles of the men who stood in the court, their breath visible in the cold, industrial air of the Hall of Justice, a place where the law was not a shield but a heavy, rusted chain wrapped tightly around the necks of those who had forgotten the weight of their own souls....

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