The Wistful Silence

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The feast is a cacophony of silverware and the wet, rhythmic thud of the knife against the bone, a sound that vibrates in the marrow of your bones and tells you that you are here, that you are present, that the meat is real and the hunger is a physical thing that gnaws at the lining of your stomach like a rat in the walls. You sit at the head of the table, the one who is supposed to be the...

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