The Distant Joke

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2026-08-19 06:36:16 -

The Distant Joke

The rain fell upon the cobblestones of the city square like a fine, grey mist that did not seek to wash the world clean but merely to obscure it, a persistent veil drawn across the face of reality, and I stood beneath the eaves of the old stone chapel, watching the figures who moved through the downpour with the hurried, purposeful gait of those who have forgotten how to pause, their faces...

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