The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The letters are still warm when you open them, though the ink is dry. You hold the first one, the paper thin as onion skin, in your hands that have trembled so long they have forgotten how to rest. It is a Tuesday, or perhaps a Wednesday, the days have blurred into a single, grey smear of institutional time. You are in your office at the Center, the room that smells of floor wax and stale...

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