The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain falls on the shingles of the municipal office in a rhythmic, wet percussion that sounds less like weather and more like the slow, methodical disintegration of a structural integrity that was never meant to hold against the weight of a century’s accumulated silence. You stand in the center of the hallway, your boots damp from the walk through the wet asphalt, the smell of ozone and...

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