The Wistful Letter

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The rain had not ceased for three days, a relentless, grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of the industrial district into a slick, weeping mirror of the soot-stained sky above, and in that perpetual dampness, your hands, once deft and steady as a surgeon’s, now trembled with a fine, involuntary spasm that betrayed the profound exhaustion of a man who had been fighting a war against his...

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