The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The bread is still warm when you find it, sitting on the cold stone counter of the bakery on the corner of Fifth and Main, a golden loaf that smells of yeast and ancient soil. You do not take it. You stand in the doorway, your breath fogging in the crisp October air, watching the steam rise from the crust as if it were a spirit escaping a body. This is the third time this week. Every Tuesday,...

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