The Wistful Throne

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The coat hung on the back of my chair, a dark pool of wool that seemed to absorb the fluorescent hum of the office. It was a heavy thing, tailored with a precision that spoke of money I did not have and a status I had never held. I had found it in the lost and found bin three days ago, a garment that looked less like clothing and more like a shroud for a ghost who had simply forgotten to finish...

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