The Faded Apartment

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2026-08-19 02:45:01 -

The coat was still on the hook when I left the room, a dark shape against the peeling wallpaper, and I did not look back because I knew that if I saw it hanging there, waiting for me to come home, I would have to put it on. It was a heavy thing, made of a wool so coarse it felt like sandpaper against the skin, the color of dried blood that had been scrubbed too many times until it turned to a...

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