The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The rain does not stop. It has been falling for three days, a grey, relentless curtain that blurs the boundaries of the street and the sidewalk, the pavement and the gutters, until the city of New Haven dissolves into a smear of wet brick and sodium light. You stand in the doorway of the old textile mill, your shoulders hunched against a cold that seems to seep into the marrow of your bones,...

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