The Faded Portrait

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"Did you see the clock?" The question hung in the air, brittle and sharp, cutting through the low hum of the fluorescent lights. Elias didn’t look up from the file he was shredding. The paper fed into the machine with a rhythmic, hungry chomp, turning the years of personnel records into thin, white ribbons that pooled on the floor like shed skin. "Which one?" he asked, his voice flat. "The big...

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