The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The coat hung on the back of the chair, a heavy thing of dark wool that had absorbed the damp chill of the river for the last three days, and I could not bring myself to take it off, not even in the small, sterile white room where the air conditioning hummed a low, persistent note that sounded like static on an old radio, because the weight of it was the only thing that felt real, the only...

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