The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

You wear the grey suit. It is not new. The wool has gone thin at the elbows, revealing the pale skin beneath like a map of old roads. You button it to the top. You check the mirror. Your face is a stranger’s face. Tired. Hollow. You are here to work. The office smells of wet wool and ozone. It is a large room, high ceilings, windows that look out onto a street that no longer exists. Or perhaps...

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