The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

The coat was not merely a garment but a second skin, a heavy, oiled wool thing that smelled of damp earth, stale tobacco, and the metallic tang of old blood, a scent that had so thoroughly permeated the fibers that it could no longer be washed out, nor did I wish it to be, for in that pungent, cloying aroma lay the only proof that I had ever truly existed, that I had walked the length of the...

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