The Distant Machine
The letter from the Social Welfare Office arrived on a Tuesday, tucked between a bill for electricity and a flyer for a local garage sale, its envelope bright with an official red seal that seemed to burn against the pale, peeling wallpaper of the apartment. Leo, who was only nine years old but had the heavy, tired eyes of a man who had seen too many winters, picked it up with a trembling hand....
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