The Faded Portrait

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The sky above the administrative district did not simply darken; it collapsed, a bruised purple swelling that pressed against the glass of the fourth-floor office windows with a weight that felt less like atmospheric pressure and more like the collective, held breath of the city itself, and I stood there, my hands trembling not from the cold draft leaking through the seal but from the sudden,...

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