The Wistful Asylum

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The bell in the tower does not ring. It screams. You know this. You have known it since you were small enough to fit in your father’s shadow. But now you are old. Old and tired and the shadow is gone. The asylum stands on the hill like a broken tooth in the jaw of the valley. It is white stone. It is cold. The windows are dark. You drive the truck up the gravel road. The engine coughs. The...

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