The Wistful Asylum

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The rain lashed the glass. You held the watch. It was a heavy thing. Gold. Cold. It belonged to Mr. Ashworth. He was your client. He was also your god. You had served him for thirty years. You had polished his shoes. You had folded his shirts. You had signed the checks. You had been the hands. You were the merchant of his time. You sold his hours to the world. The building was white. It was...

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