The Wistful Letter

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You stand in the center of the room, the air thick with the scent of beeswax and old paper. It is a smell that belongs to the past, yet it clings to your clothes now, a ghost that will not leave. The room is small, a square of silence cut out of the modern world outside. The walls are lined with shelves that groan under the weight of glass jars and leather-bound ledgers. There are no windows....

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